Dreams Waiting

dreams are the luminous fireflies we hold

Even the person who is happy

Has glimpse of them

Or fantasies of those realities touches within.

And their hearts overflow with a longing

Of surprises they cannot recognise

In continuing river flowing.

Deep down inside we see dreams and feel desire,

From the starting point

To where they blaze like fire.

Dreams remain unseen

In life before the print of our being,

They were there in waiting.

From the place where dreams comes

Arise the mix of our ancestors

Longing for love, we know which is all around us.  

In places out of reach

Under different shade in shady shapes,

Dreams flash by in fireflies.