Imagination, Sarcasm, and Craziness: The Magic of Dreams

And spirits of Truth were the birds that sang,

And spirits of Love were the stars that glowed,

And spirits of Peace were the streams that flowed

In that magical wood in the land of sleep.

This is an extract of a poem titled: Song of a Dream written by Sarojini Naidu, click here to read the whole poem.

Description:

Dreams are such magical places, in which anything is possible. Dreams can be vivid and mesmerizing, yet they can be our curses: they can turn against us in one blink and become our worst nightmare, they can taunt us with their premature endings, and they can haunt us for all eternity; making a wound on the back of our minds every second we remember them, because it doesn't matter how good they were, how real they seemed, in the end we always know that dream--as possible as it may seem, and as close to it as you might get--is never going to return.