Daydreaming
And she was daydreaming of an ancient castle and rose gardens
Wearing a gold and silk gown and a tiara made of shining stars
Around the neck, a string of pearls was illuminating her pale face
She was surrounded by crystals, paintings, silver mirrors and ancient furniture
The moon was shining in her magnificence, and the roses were in full bloom in the garden
Her own dreams enslaved her
She could not exist outside her visions
Every time she was crying in the garden, a rose blossomed
Every time she was dreaming, a star was glowing
She aimed to love and be loved
Nevertheless, she was imaginary because she was made of her own dreams.
Esther Racah
