sweet scent,
the morning breeze
the sun , warm , reassuring
freedom , elation in discovery
truth gave hope ,
unvieled the dark
anger , pain , lust dissapear
the rainclouds slowly fade
wither into the light
flowers nodding in unision
clear stream meandering into the horizon
bridges burnt to dust
mirrors broken to pieces
tought only innocence
no triumphs in love and hate
and fate weaves its own course
i stand alone in illusion
it is my dream