It Was Not Real

It was so fantastic, Moons, by the hundreds, glimmered Stars, by the thousands, fell from their places The air smelled of bliss The surroundings were so peaceful Dark, lightly windy, and facing me Was a most calm sea A sea in which creatures of the depths Danced and rejoiced of their uniqueness! I faced it all from a window, somewhere, on a dark night I faced it all and rushed to grab my camera To immortalize these moments In still shots! The skies were alive, they had lifted their veils And they were offering me a grandest show Pray I was there to enjoy All alone It was as if This show had been set for me To ease my aching heart To appease my thirst for the mystical To instill more patience in me Yes After all, do I not yearn to see what lies on the other side Do I not yearn to be with God? Pray, birds with silvery tails flew around Flowers made of the same glitters danced amidst the moons Boats sailed by Boats with invisible sailors Boats made of pure sparkling crystal Looking at it all, I wondered about who is the power Behind this great wonder Who would be the one to stage such a show for me Who would have so much abilities As to be able to set up a scene With hundreds of moons And thousands of stars And on top of that Bring me there, To enjoy it all! My camera, I finally set on, But, when I got to snap a photo I realized that none of all that I can see Is for real! None! Why It had all been a dream I was still in bed And had been, All this time Enjoying a dream, a dream which would Remain etched on my soul For as long as it can! Why, in that dream I did glimpse of the otherworldly beauty!