I wonder if I would reach the end
One thousand Dreams, I lived like in the fairy tales
Searching for a road
Grasping the air
I read my books
and wrote my dreams
I could not catch a single theme
I counted the sand
I drank the stars
When I reached Gate 999
I closed my eyes
3 comments:
the door that you reach, with confidence and without the scrutiny of open eyes, perhaps opens without even knocking. such miracles happen in dreams. they just happen.
Nice Blog Mr. Breeze;)
keep writing
thank you Ali for your comment, and i like what you write...
Vas : 1000 Dreams .... 1000Gates..
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