Sound in the dream

On one fine Sabbath morn,

My eyes took in the morning calm

The shaking of the leaves

Fog and the mild wind

In the middle of the night,

I heard a cry

I wanted to find out why

Soon, I was taken to a deserted place

But there lie no trees and plants

But still I heard a sound

That bore into my heart.

Remembering my past

There is one whom I know the best

But still I hear a sound

Right behind I saw stumps of trees.

Yes, the sound of rivers that flow

For the happy moments that were

But I was totally confused

The sound which came.

Alas I was taken away to a place

Where it seemed like heaven

With lots of flowers and plants

Butterflies and bees

I don’t know what

But the sound stayed with me

No answer

For the sound which I heard

I just felt irritation

Opening my eyes slowly

Saw my mother’s face

With a cup of water

Oh my goodness

It was just a dream that I dreamt

But the places I saw I remember

Again a question!

What was the sound

May be Nature’s cry.

Reny K. Boby,IX, Nirmalamatha Convent School, Kunnamkulam, Thrissur