Lions Birds And Fireflies

I heard a melody in the rose I was a dreaming child asleep beneath the apple tree wandering amid wonders then I was called foolish carrying the book as I did watching the waters humming an unknown tune I dreamed about the lions and the colors of the seasons I saw the colors of the birds red and blue and gray the full moon rose silently on summer nights with fireflies and destiny sailing a purple velvet sea all my dreams came true the song of the rose breathes within the poetry of lion and bird and firefly