Tales Of Dreamers

Not a single moment

she ceases to dream.

At times, she holds Universe within. 

playing along with stars,

Moving moon here and there,

sitting upon the clouds

Drizzling waters Just like 

sprinkling glitters from heights.

All of her mysteries 

she shares with the skies

Talking to little sparrows

Sometimes catches butterflies.

You may call her dreaming soul

Busy musing all the time,

There's a kind of pleasure for her

To create different scenarios 

In her mind.