A vision from a life lived earlier....

I must pen down an event,
from a dream last night.
It was a familiar setting,
an event of great delight.

 

It was a clear summer day
with some hint of a cloud.
A breezy early morning
and not much of a crowd.

 

Golden sand was scattered
across that beautiful sea beach,
I could see some ships sailing 
and fading away, out of reach.

 

I could hear some soothing sounds
of the waves and wind,
and from a direction distant
the faint chirp of a cormorant.

 

I could see a Spanish armada
at a distance across the beach,
many people were walking by
as if they're in a hurry to reach.

 

From the outward appearance
the theme looked medieval,
for there were no machines
everything looked so primaeval.

 

Crossing past a small batch, 
walking slowly as she came,
dressed in white flamenco
I glimpsed a beautiful dame.

 

It was not a place from this life
a vision from the life earlier,
I felt as if I knew her intimately
her face looked so familiar.

 

I could feel an aura of affinity 
her face brimming with serenity,
adoring such a blush and smile
she was an auspicious feminity.

 

I carried a bunch of daisies
enthralled I extend my hand
she accepts them with a smile
tieing them with a strand.

 

Her face made me aware 
it was so overwhelming,
I couldn't dream further 
In that lingering lovely feeling.

 

Once awake I had it in my mind
just to know who was that dame
comparing her face in this life
I could stop at your name.

 

A time well spent together
from a life, merrily lived earlier,
you’re a source of my inspiration
that is why you are so familiar.