I was wandering

I was wandering in a dream.

Then one child come,
Then she roles in my dream
like an old friend who does not recognize at first.

So we talked about a child who took pencils.
Brave and encourage a child to take it and use it.

I asked: how are you? Didn’t see you a long time
Then she looks at me an call me out to tell me a story
And I went out.

To the realm, to the waking state.

And now I know what I need to do.
I am complete. My journey continues.

And I am honoring you to call me out.

This song is for you and heaven.

I’ll thank you one day appropriately.

Published by Nediljko B. Basić

I like to find old knowledge, new ways, art in everyday life. Joy in work and work in Joy. I find Life is Art if we perceive it the right way.

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