Surreal Dream

Searching for pot of gold Yearning in wishful, somnolent Having vision with sudden Startled, stargazing, jealousy And snoozing, a loudly, in ecstacy Whilst, summer sleeps, quietly into shine And morning sings, with symphonic splendor The sunshine closes into purple rays My mind reflections dancing Being moonstruck up in clouds Dreaming, building castles in air In marvel, flight, fancy Of summer pie in the sky