A Fairyland Dream
Silver lights with elegant prints,
Delicate bunch of fairy steps,
Soft and slight with beautiful scents,
Quietly fly in endless trips.
Sparkling bright silky river,
Miles twisting snuggling trees,
Clouds drawing cold weather,
Sun warming the dancing bees.
Smiling eagles at the horses grazing,
Mountain crossing endless lands,
Orange and red from the fire blazing,
Standing glorious dunes of sands.
Blooming beauties upon the grass,
Streaming gentle golden beams,
Awakening wings dressing in brass,
Of a butterfly that quickly steams.
Leaning trees playing a symphony,
On endless streams of singing water,
Like hands on harp stringing the mystery,
Of whispering voice from the winds waver.
Drops of rain smelling clean,
From royal blue without any touch,
Wrapping ground of a carpet green,
Skies painted with a rainbow brush.