A Garden In Dream

One day in dream I saw in the lap of garden that looked beautiful and green, The flowers were painting colors on leaves And butterflies were singing with lovable beguiling tone. Leaves of trees were making adorable music and surroundings was perfuming with breeze mild cold, Entire garden was looking so enthralling with the hip-hop that colorful squirrel performed. With the passing of time Sun took rest behind the hill, Before stars twinkling, birds slept on the green carpet changing into human they all, And converting them into birds the trees winged in the dense sky making air nice chill. Suddenly I got up from sleep after hearing the morning whistle of crow, Still trees were looking likes birds And told me to make a garden of your own by giving a massive wind blow.