utopia of peace

in wheat fields
with a dazzling yellow sun,
drafts flutter in the sky blue
watching the orchards delight
of apples and peaches,
on the edge of a grove of blackberries,
chestnut trees and hazelnuts,
where elves and humans,
trolls and dwarves, follow the instructions
beautiful fairy like spring mornings
raising a world of brooks singing
to the challenge with canaries and sparrows ...

the generals command armies of poets
they grovel with rhymes and stanzas,
creating odes to the muses of the grove and the river,
in petal pillows of many flowers ...
all science creates cures for diseases
and for the ills that books on the shelves
of libraries say that one day they put
all beings to waste time away from dreams ...
hills and valleys hide accommodation
of those who dream of leaving for space
sharing a message of peace and love,
while you lay your smile on my shoulder ...