two days after the longer night

by walterdoege

today I wake up with the little birds singing and building their nest close to my bedrrom window…some sunny light entering the room…watching throughn the window i could see the birds taking a little flight…hear other birds visitors songs…see the bluecolourful sky setting up between white clouds…listening the winds chimes…throwing away the joyous news…and at night…the visit of the almost full moon…the doves are flying at skies…all it’s good…now…tonight can be a good night…I have a dream…and take some notes of it…for remember at night…a beautiful dream…a lovely dream…somehow, anyone is a dreamer, isn’t it?…anyway, what is a dream?