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We're dreaming dream's, the poet's dream so pure

O Mother! O Mother! 
Don’t scold us 
for painting the sky. 
Don’t curse us 
for sleeping in the garden 
all day long 
under the blue sky bewitching. 
We’re not idle. 
We’re not lazy. 
We’re dreaming dreams, 
the poet’s dream so pure. 

O, my Mother! 
Allow us to kiss 
the dream’s holy lips. 
O how very wonderful, 
O how very wonderful it is! 
It’s a poet’s dream. 

“Ah! What a life the poet leads!” 
Playing with the thoughts, 
filling them with colors 
of the emotion as they change. 

Poet’s as the pond, 
never stagnate. 
They live, 
arousing thoughts 
all new, 
lit with the fickle lamps 
of laughter and tears. 

O Mother! O Mother! 
Don’t scold us 
for painting the sky. 
Don’t curse us 
for sleeping in the garden 
all day long 
under the blue sky bewitching. 
We’re not idle. 
We’re not lazy. 
We’re dreaming dreams, 
the poets dream so pure. 

O, my Mother! 
Allow us to witness 
the heavenly marriage 
between the oxygen 
ff our dreams, 
and the hydrogen 
of our realities. 

We are poets too! 
We’ve been scaling 
every mountain of pain 
and sailing 
every sea of happiness 
boarding the plane of our dreams. 

O Mother! O Mother! 
Let us dream. 

Buffer against stress 
self- medication 
We dream. 

O My child! 
If only I could think as you. 
If only I could dream as you. 

“If dreaming you are not, 
dream are you yourself,” O Mother! 

O My child! 
Many a dream is born, 
and many a dreams dies, 
but life’s way eternally the same. 
Life is nature’s own naturalness, 
where hopes are drowned 
in the sea of miseries, 
where illusion is more powerful 
than logic and logic than the dream. 

Yet dreams are dreams, O Mother! 
There is no heart where it is not 
There is no mind where it is not. 
Even Leonardo Da Vinci’s brush 
paused momentarily on the Mona Lisa lips, 
to let her dream 
- to let her dream. 

O’ Mother! O’ Mother! 
Let us dream 
together you and I 
Heaven and Earth 
are yet to be one. 

Are yet to be one. 

Copyright 2007 Bhuwan Thapaliya

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  1. Date: 5/27/2013 11:31:00 AM

    Well, good write, wish could read more of yours. Indeed it is a dream that we enjoy under the open sky.

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