I Recall A Dream

Moving like a restless ghost, between twilight worlds, I wandered back through childhood's bright, treasured realms. I visited the places where we used to play: All the verdant fields & the rivers & gardens. I saw the face of Youth bathed in Beauty's soft light. I saw my friends immersed in myriad delights. Back then, the sun seemed to pour down like liquid joy, And the stars in the night sky glittered like diamonds. I remember the sweetness of my first kiss one spring: When life seemed ripe with endless possibilities. Knowing that I could watch these fruitful, former days, Like an angel from afar, but never return, Filled me with immeasurable sadness. I still Don't whether I've truly awoken from that dream.