Reflection
In my dreams I'd like to travel,
to a place behind my vision,
and fly to unknown places,
where all beings are all equal.
Imagine that's reality,
and wonder if you can live with that,
go search beyond your borders.
In my dreams I'd like to travel,
to the skies so blue as oceans,
where the sun reflects on water,
leaving trees with golden teardrops.
Nothing to be afraid of,
in the centre of the universe,
a place of meditation.
But can dreams become reality,
when dreams are mere illusions,
created by your fantasy,
and formed just by imagery.
I wonder if i'll find the strenght,
to do the things that really makes,
a life that's worthwhile living.