They said I was a hopeless dreamer who needed to be enlightened by their reality. I quivered often when I was too young and without a self relying upon, now I am older, yet only too eager to review those left-behind dreams, watch them grow more grandiose. And no one who has a heart shall miss out this beauty I feel, finding herself stretching out while laying on soft clouds with a poem reciting out. Something must be reassuring to the beloved, in the evening star, and the snow-wind, and the long, long, nights, Some memories of faraway, sun-gentler green lands, So that the faith in his heart smiles again And his blood ripples with untenable delight of vindicated truth. And in a great and sacred forthcoming step, steps out in one stride A bare dream of blossom, like a wood nymph bathing in dew, divested of cover, My heart gorgeously-naked, and my words utterly uncovered, but my face blushed, whenever I sent forth my phrases To the velvet nights co-starred with Atlantic snow-edged wind And January's fresh-airy sun. Then I asked who has placed you thousands miles away, mountains in between, oceans apart from me, dear? for a hour, for a day, or forever, in this open daylight you shall stay here with me and dream it once more, for this beauty I see is the palace I dwell and praise aloud, this body neither antlered nor hooved — and brave too, this body lives by Love’s magic, we were born unapologetic ..... And yes, make no mistakes now, darling, I am asking you to stay here with me, and dream it once more.