Spreading his wings he would soar higher and higher
Trying to hold Moon in his hands and fill his pockets
With glittering smiling stars.. and
Then hide somewhere in the outer space to wake up
And take a bath in the burning flames of sun
Then tread over soft clouds to wet his feet, with dew drops
Climbing down the rainbows to go dancing
In the lush green valleys , smelling Daffodils of Wordsworth
In a flash of moment suddenly using a Sun ray like a rope to
Swing around the circumference of Earth.. Then quietly
He would vanish in the depths of my inner space
Mingling with my soul, perhaps
Oh, my God, he stays with me.. yet
I don't know him, who is he, a mystery , an enigma..
The Dreamer in Me... Who?