When he was in slumber,
roof was getting bright.
warm pine dreamt.
Green veil filtered,
rays got pink.
As he stretched arms,
Gosh, it was not a dream.
I have taken a long pause because there was so much happening in and out that I have lost the thought. It’s good to ignore your emotions for a while …..it is the most difficult. We all have fears, of all sort. They say you can not live with fear but the fact is we do acquaintance with fear. And we crave for dreams and hopes.
my favourite lines by Keats………..
When I have fears that I may cease to be
Before my pen has glean’d my teeming brain,
Before high-piled books, in charactery,
Hold like rich garners the full ripen’d grain;
When I behold, upon the night’s starr’d face,
Huge cloudy symbols of a high romance,
And think that I may never live to trace
Their shadows, with the magic hand of chance;
And when I feel, fair creature of an hour,
That I shall never look upon thee more,
Never have relish in the fairy power
Of unreflecting love;–then on the shore
Of the wide world I stand alone, and think
Till love and fame to nothingness do sink.
No need to go deep to understand these lines, we are on a bigger quest.