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Tuesday
Jan112011

I Dream

Some days I want to scream at the sky. Just to hear that my voice can do it.

Some days I want to run with all might. Just to feel that my legs can bear it.

Some days my heart beats strong, with an aching feeling that recognizes that we all want these things.

Yet we follow the rules and we sit still, stagnant and silent, bursting inside.

 

But, I hold to the knowledge that these feelings I keep inside of me mean I am still alive.

 

I dream of pastures and echoing chambers. Of wide open spaces and beams of sunlight. 

I dream of grand adventures.

 

I dream of underground taverns filled with passionate and worldly discussions, and of European cafes filled with artists.

 

I sometimes think I was born in the wrong time and place and that I have been transplanted.

 

Let the wine and spirits flow. Let the conversation flow. Let the passion and quarrels flow.

Let the inspiration flow.

 

Let our hearts be full and open and let us reach for more.

 

Let us seem ridiculous to all those who've stopped dreaming.

 

For how can you have a dream come true, when you don't even have a dream?

Reader Comments (1)

This is how I feel, Chels. I totally get you.

October 4, 2012 | Unregistered CommenterApril Fifield

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