Sueño Poem by Christopher Soto

Sueño



I feel I've awoken from a vivid dream,
met people and been to places that only I have seen.
The idea that I lived in such a beauty of a place,
feels like madness full of sadness which will take months to shake away.

The adventure started so pleasant and so new.
My surroundings and new findings, each day grew and grew.
Machines of steel and plastic on roads moved to and fro,
emitting sparks of electricity and howling sounds from wheel and rail.

The un-holy sign of the death of an ancient god,
sits high so near the sky on tall churches and cathedral tops.
From far you can see these delicate works of art,
showing passion and mastered skill by early people
whom so long ago lived and died.

Nature and parks are sprinkled all throughout this land of dream,
flowers blooming effortlessly, autumn leaves painting paths.
A walk into the gardens will freshen a worried mind,
blues skies, warm sun, cold wind, green grass.

Out of all from my dream which will be most missed,
are the creatures called humans which inhabited
so beautifully and with such bliss.
For each one and all is unique and full of beauty,
and their existence is so important and so strong,
that it shaped my mind and dream.

Buildings and nature can be found far and wide,
but people are variant and only one of a kind.
I'll remember all by face and name,
and hope to fall into deep sleep soon again.

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Written on: 09/07/2013
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