we not all wondered about the World’s we dream about?
ones we hold in wonder, and try to seek them out.
dreams are eternal, and forever in our minds,
though each day, we often shut them,
like we close a simple window blind.
I dream of this city beyond the mist,
discover ancient scrolls within
by a civilization that may no longer exist.
fine laced plants, standing proudly in full view,
stately pillars, and etchings which hold
untold tales one can see and do.
I go even further and deeper in the mist.
realize a special magic exists,
know now why I was compelled to make the tryst.
and light beyond my wildest dreams,
am in a fantasy in which I am meant to be, it seems.
our World could only be like this,
would be so sublime,
undisturbed and serene,
must Enjoy, drink it in!
when I leave,
will be my destiny
show on canvas all I see and believe.