Dreams

There are dreams that speak so quietly to our being
Afraid to disturb our awareness of reality
Gently they continue to tug, begging for their own voice
Dreams dreaming dreams... that they will eventually be heard.

Where will the courage come from to finally speak?
Where will the strength come from to finally move?
Will we be strong enough to live with the certain loneliness
When a dream is finally given birth?

Will a dream keep us warm during the long cold nights?
Will a dream keep us fed during the hungry days?
Will we find support for our undefined ideas with a shared love?
Dreams, dreaming dreams... reaching... for what?

Reaching for courage to speak what our heart knows
Reaching for evasive knowledge that once eluded us
Reaching for wisdom that can only be earned by living
Dreams becoming reality bit by tiny bit... until finally we are free!

Free to live because life is worth living
Free to love because we have much love to give
Free to learn because there is a world of knowledge awaiting us
Dreams free to dream ... of greater things yet to be!

Copyright 1999
Rosalene H. Abrams

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