Lying down on the green grass meadow
Looking at the skies so high
I wonder how He made you so
Light and wavy with brilliant glow
The sunrise wraps you in milk white robes
The sunset drapes you a saffron rose
Your myriads of colours a feast to eyes
Or am I watching painted skies?
On an idyllic lovely starlit night
When dark and greyish shades you take
The moon's enshroud in velvet black
Or seems clad in a big cloak black
And then at morn you're glittering bright
Posing a pretty bride in white
A moment it takes to change your form
Behind each sculpt is there a potter's arm ?
Now you look like a mountain huge
Ah !In a glimpse you're a girl in rouge
Taking a deeper glance at you
I see a world so calm so true
Hills and castles and lakes and trees
Angels and fairies in lovely breeze
Is it a misty morn at wee
Or heaven painted for man to see ?
A ladder ill climb n come to you
To see you closer, touch for true
Would you break off when I touch
Like a foam does with a finger's touch
Would I be able to walk on you?
Or slide a world of glacial blue?
Does my dreamland exist in true
Or is it just a dreamer's view?
Thus deep in thoughts I watch you drift
Over the grassy meadows and thrift
I see your face grow dark and crack
You change from white to blue then black
With thunders roaring past your maze
I feel the first shower on my face
Did i see your smiling face?
Or was it just a lightning's glaze?
You seem to tell me "get home now quick..
its almost time to get a wink"
My mind portraying the picturesque view
Off I run away from you
Asking myself from time to time
For the answer never seems to chime
Are you the same I think you are ?
Are you the same I feel you are ?
Is it another world apart
Or a painter's lovely work of art?
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