A MAGIC DREAM

I remember the magic forever,

When I raised my eyes and I saw you were there,

A fleeting vision, the quintessence

Of all that is beautiful and rare

I pray to mute despair and anguish,

To vain the world esteems,

I heard your soothing voice,

And your features haunted my dreams.

Time has passed, and a storm -blast scattered

The reveries that once were mine

And I forgot your soothing voices

Your features gracefully divine

I afraid of enforced retirement

I gazed upon dark skies above

With no ideals to inspire me

No one to cry for, live for love

Then came a moment of magic

I looked up you , are you there?

A fleeting vision, the quintessence

Of all that is beautiful and rare.