Dreams within dreams
'Under the canopy of the pine trees, we lay'
Watching the peaks of mountains high
Crowned in white and wearing stony brown,
We take flights to majestic heights
To take views from the summit tops, and
Dreams fulfilled we fly back on a high
And land on the duff remnant of pine leaves
Where we lay, you, and me wide-awake.
Ever in the mode to propel me fly
You are my dream-drive, in blossom,
Residing in the warmth of my bosom
In a niche that you have dug deep
And which you have never ever quit
Forever forgiving your companion
For his shifting sights pine tree high
Piercing the sky, and lush buoyant, quivering
Like branches sprawling of pine evergreen
Leaving him with no breathing space
To take life in slow motion and meditate
To bring a shade of stability to his life.
Dream high you have left me to nurture,
Bartered I have some for pieces of gold
But some treasured you have for me
To fall upon when inconsistency fills my life
And buds of high dreams
Start wilting before their bloom,
Then in a gesture soft, you will open your chest
And grant me some of those jewels
Which in their forms artistic flawlessly fine
'll glitter like shining stars.
A life's stretch is finite
A day will come I'll feel fatigued,
When in silence meditative, you and me,
We will lie under this canopy
And gaze at the clear blue sky,
The sky will take on a fabric look
Embroidered with shining stars resplendent
To salute my companion and me lying-in-state.
Under the canopy of the pine trees we lay - from the poem 'Under the canopy of pine trees'
Copyright © Pramod Rastogi | Year Posted 2020
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