‘ISLAND OF DREAMS’

Photographer - Tobi Brun

ISLAND OF DREAMS

When the morning light greets,
I wake up in my island of dreams,
So pure and sweet,
As if there is no grief.
Ocean so clean,
Bents swing like the sea,
Birds return in the spring,
There is no autumn with any sadness to meet.
There is a sanctuary,
Up that hill,
Where the wind sings a song
Of my ancient scars,
Made of the sun's gold and the kingly red,
Like my soul growing higher
To give my most precious to you.
Under the morning's clear sky,
So easy to wander.
I love the way the birds scream,
In this endless silence.
My mind comes like waves at the sand,
For the things that need to be changed,
For the things I want to say
With my existence.
I wish to make a better world,
For you and me,
My soul is here to reach.
Like a tree that will flourish,
My soul’s in need of turning into a bloom.
We didn't come in this world,
To be silenced...
Always when the morning sun greets,
I wake up in my island of dreams,
My soul is the last one to give up on these dreams,
So, take my hand and let's go,
To the island that's real...

Laima Gulbe-Testa's grandmother was a literature teacher and taught her to read and write very early. She remembers reading an article about an asteroid coming close to the Earth already at preschool age feeling so proud about being able to read complicated words. During her twenties she fell in love with the English language and began expressing herself in English. Her native tongue is Latvian. But her interest in songwriting led her to write in English even more. In her writing she's mostly interested in different social groups, global warming, the end of mankind and which direction mankind is taking, psychology and freedom of mind. She has an active Instagram page - https://www.instagram.com/laima_27treecrowns/