#WritcoPoemPrompt89
Cosmic and silver lined dreams,
More than a castle in the air,
Crisscrossed shade and sunny gleams,
It's time to disconnect from it and travel somewhere
Where the wilderness is unseen ,
The old castle is still there , the orchestra at the concert is far beyond still unheard.
When lights flicker , When spring blossoms , When winter spreads it's silvery coat ,
Then the world is of , peace and vote .
The dancers of dream , the majestro of queen still sings the unheard and unseen .
The life..... the life..... have mercy .....we....