Blue and white dreams drift
In and out of consciousness.
They ebb and flow like
The ocean until all's one.
Grey clouds fade away
To reveal sunnier skies,
And my mind becomes,
Relaxed and still. O such bliss!
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Dreams and tides compared and likened wow what a great poem in brevity. Fab muses! Kudos! Plz do read and comment my newest poem too titled, ' squash the hate hate bug'