It might’ve been a dream, 

but to me, 

it was a reality to be visited only in dreams

I looked to the distance and gazed

My curious heart desired a trip to the land of bliss

 

I asked the Sailor,

“What is it like to dance and sing under the rays of ocean-light”

He looked at me with a smirk on his sunburned face,

seeing the insanity in my notion

 

His perplexed look gave way to curiosity

He replied,

“I don’t know, never done it myself

Let’s find out as one”

 

I prepared for the show

In my truest dream — the show was orchestrated under the heavenly realm

 

The wind took us out to an unknown distance

Then the Sailor Man disappeared as a mist

I found myself as a lonely pilgrim,

traveling to a place where my heart eagerly waited

to sing the song of songs, 

and dance with the rhythm of the ocean

 

Arriving where the stars kissed the ocean,

I looked up and said,

“You have turned my mourning into dancing and singing, O my forever audience”

 

I sang and danced with the rhythm of the ocean in the land of bliss day and night

 

The twinkling of stars

and the moonlight at night,

the warmth of the sunlight at day, and the roar of the ocean were the signs of encore to my blissful heart

— Parveen Michalow