Your secret dream world

Your secret dream world

I would like to know how your captive dreams are, how is your dream world. I would like to know if that world is full of snow-capped mountains, sacred monasteries, echoes of distant paradises and sounds of mantras.
I would like to know if in your dream world there are winged unicorns, sacred kingdoms and golden nymphs. I would like to know if in your Morfeo world you write poetry at dawn, if you break the walls and borders of eternal human slavery.
I would like to know if your wild essence travels through the arid African savannah, while your warm body rests in that golden khayma.
I would like to hear from you so many things that I still do not know! There are not enough clocks in the existential universe to house lost time! Time I would like to be with you, between your warm arms, ardent shelter of storms and hurricanes!

Maika Etxarri
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