Where did I let my dreams?
Where were they forgotten by me?
In my past they were there!
They were in perfect harmony with myself!
All my soul was in them! Extraordinary bright dreams...
Notwithstanding they vanished, I don't know why
My dreams vanished of my always sharp perspective!
Now I have to rescue them! Now I have to bring them
From the darkness of my own self!
They are there still alive, my poetical dreams,
They are there in the deep of the well of my unconscious mind,
But I will bring them to the surface
Of my enlightened consciousness...
And they finally will become true!
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Yeah thats excited right when you recalled back what past really shaped older you when we were kids, thats the sweetest and funniest sometimes...but they are pure! i enjoyed reading this..you have a bright heart!