Hills of MystA Poem by LunaA Land Not Far AwayHills of Myst
The day has gone and past And night has fallen at last You lay in bed, closing your eyes And your spirit begins to fly Over the vast oceans, and the seas Feeling the warmth of the breeze You suddenly land in a beautiful field Wondering what could possibly be revealed You see a stream, so calm, ever flowing And you see flowers growing Blue ones, green ones, red ones too Just growing all around you And look up into the sky Just wishing you can soar that high Noticing the bright shining moon And birds flying, singing a tune The stars in the sky, twinkling so bright And you want to make a wish on one tonite And you look at the stream and think, "Can this be a dream?" Slowly dipping your hand into the beautiful stream And seeing a mother and daughter playing, like it was a dream But then suddenly, it disappears And then suddenly, you start to feel fears The moon and stars fading away, And waking up, you see the sun, starting a new day You rub your eyes, just to make sure To make sure what you endure Was a dream untold Something you long to behold But the dream is gone, and so is that land And you knew it wasn't planned But til night falls again, you will soon arrive To that faithful land, where you felt...alive.
© 2008 LunaReviews
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4 Reviews Added on July 29, 2008 AuthorLunaShadows of Hell, NYAboutWHO AM I?! Dark Crazy Weird Hobbies: Listening to music that relaxes me, playing piano, singing, drawing pictures, writing poetry, Favorite Things: Wolves Panthers Ravens Dragons Vampyres Th.. more..Writing
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