Dream at Night

[Tate.Ra]

I am walking along a river at noon.
Sunshine and white flowers in bloom.
I pick flowers and weave a wreath
The air smells of sensual fragrance.

Two swans are performing the dance of love.
Their feelings are eternal and pure.
Only death can turn them apart.
The other swan would never find a cure.

I lay my wreath on the water surface.
The river carries it reflecting the sun.
In this dream I feel happiness and peace.
All doubts and worries are gone.

Tatjana Rausch @my.book.of.poems