A glimmer of sunlight on a silken cloth. <br />A snowflake that blankets a rose, <br />the call of the wild in echoing ears, <br />and the velvet of a soft woven robe. <br />Time before pity when nature drew course. <br />A stream of consciousness <br />that young lovers only know. <br />Back to the innocence of a small babe, <br />whose home was a blanket of straw. <br />Back to a world without complications, <br />where life was gentle and serene.<br /><br />David Harris<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/daydream-13/
