Serene, splendid, clear and cool,
The waterfall cascades down to the pool,
Whispering, strong, wise and old,
The willows tell the stories untold,
Shy, curious, timid and lean,
The young fawn peers out onto the scene.
Snapshot image, a peaceful retreat,
No freezing cold, no searing heat,
Will you go there? Maybe? Or no?
Will you take me? Maybe? Lets go.
Enjoy it now while it lasts, for,
A dream is a dream and woken, is no more.
Ah, but who’s really dreaming?