Dream Land!

When my own world caged me,

All things I need all-together.

All creatures dement me to live,

I enter a dream-land all around.

When I open the door of land,

It is hard to see in full of haze,

The sky with arch-rain bow,

A collage scenic sight I behold.

Birds with colorful wings,

All trees move in a way,

By sorcery they talk each with,

I take a shy in the breeze.

As a rover I sit on a swan,

It takes me a dream-brothel,

I look the shadows on ground,

Some bees return their Hives.

A river by side reflects along,

In a direction of a milky-way.

Some hills on their crown-head,

Adorn coy tiny-flowers I endear.

Near the drift-ice, a fairy land,

My wood-boat moves by oars,

Towards the lounge for the soul,

Need a nap free from foul sins.