Undying Dream

UNDYING DREAM
It’s tranquil…
Everything around me is subtle and balanced.
Everything around me is as good as it always was.
Everything is almost settled after the gigantic turmoil.
I knew what I once loved was just an unreachable and surreal imagination.
I am sure it wasn’t just a simple distraction… it was something profound, unfathomable and pure.
But now I live in reality, and there is no place for the delicate crystal dream here.
So I have kept it, preserved it in a glass case.
Away from the world...Even my own world.
However I sometimes glance at it at times of solitude and intense glee.
It gives me strength and the feeling of chaste and easy love re-emerges,
The twin of which doesn’t exist and will never exist.
It is a feeling that cannot be duplicated.
One thing I can guarantee…
This preserved fantasy is something I will never let go of.
I can never let go of.
It once brought mystification but now fetches peace.
It is symbolized by the white, undisturbed and untainted lily.
No matter where I go I would take this flower.
I would put it along with the many bouquets of life I would get.
Not to recollect the past but to make the present beautiful.