The first poem discusses how love is a powerful feeling that gives meaning to life and remains even after death, making it humanity's greatest wealth. The second poem describes a dream the author had where they found themselves in paradise, surrounded by natural beauty like mountains, fountains, and birds. The dream brought healing and reminded the author that daydreaming and having goals are both important parts of life.
The first poem discusses how love is a powerful feeling that gives meaning to life and remains even after death, making it humanity's greatest wealth. The second poem describes a dream the author had where they found themselves in paradise, surrounded by natural beauty like mountains, fountains, and birds. The dream brought healing and reminded the author that daydreaming and having goals are both important parts of life.
The first poem discusses how love is a powerful feeling that gives meaning to life and remains even after death, making it humanity's greatest wealth. The second poem describes a dream the author had where they found themselves in paradise, surrounded by natural beauty like mountains, fountains, and birds. The dream brought healing and reminded the author that daydreaming and having goals are both important parts of life.
Love is a lyrical feeling that makes us live in depth.
A powerful fire that entirely consumes our breath, The only thing that remains after death. It definitely seems to be the greatest wealth.
We love to love since passion gives a real sense to our existence.
It has provided a million reasons for our resistance. We are constantly in need of its assistance. Truly loving undoubtedly removes all the emotional distance.
Loving your neighbor is worthy of praise;
It doesn’t mean just showing your pretty face. Humble hearts shine more brightly than the sun rays. In conclusion, nobody will forget such lovely days. The Greatest Dream By Keylin Mora
A beam of light came out from behind the curtains.
I could not believe my eyes when I realized I was in paradise. The majestic chirp of the nightingale healed my soul and put away past burdens. I knew I would have a prize.
All the clouds together were like a row of mountains;
A work of art that was made to my eyes. The swallow-tailed gulls perched on the royal fountains; They let me know no need seemed to arise.
The cheerful children looked as pine martens;
Being happier became a new compromise. I finally understood all of us should be our lives’ captains. Daydreaming is necessary sometimes.