Dream
I do have a dream,
And I’d like to write about it,
Though I’m sure much of,
My life,
Shall be,
Unimaginable,
And out of the realm of my current envisions,
I wish to write this now,
As a proof of my desire to live,
I do,
Have a desire to live,
An explorative drive,
A curiosity,
Towards things indeed,
Indeed,
I wish to explore,
Continue exploring,
Within,
Myself,
In whatever form this may take,
Furthermore,
Explore the world,
Go on a great many adventures,
Because Lord Knows,
I love them,
To venture to an unknown space outside,
Is synchronous to exploring an unknown space within myself,
Indeed,
Explore the world,
Japan,
Thailand,
Philippines,
Australia,
Italy,
France,
Switzerland,
Greece,
Hawaii,
Mexico,
Chile,
India,
Tibet,
Taiwan,
Iceland,
Greenland,
Faroes islands,
Galapagos islands,
Egypt,
Morocco,
South-Africa,
Congo,
Indeed a great many places,
I wish to find a home,
Wherein my soul can rest,
Decorate this home,
And make it a true representation of my inner-world,
A true sanctuary,
That which,
Facilitates my re-centering to spirit,
A home close to nature,
And close to water,
I wish to be,
And to have,
A wonderful partner,
Whom I can trust and love with all of my heart,
And share this space,
I wish to be able to go for walks in a near by forest,
And listen to the birds,
Take notes,
About the kind of fauna that exists,
And observe the myriad of manifestations of life,
Just how exquisite it is indeed,
I listen to it all,
I wish to be able to write,
And have my writing reach a great deal of people,
And have my writing open hearts,
Show a mysterious something,
Clarify things for people,
I wish to be able to be of service,
In some way,
Indeed,
I wish to sing,
Wonderfully,
And clearly,
I wish to play the piano,
And compose the truest of melodies,
I wish not to speak so much,
But to let this art speak for me,
Indeed,
To allow the depth of my silence,
To be more powerful than any word I can utter,
I wish to teach,
As a teacher perhaps,
Or simply as a Reacher,
Tell others,
I’m not so different from you all,
Look inside of yourselves,
And you shall see the very same thing,
This sparkling joy,
This current of curiosity,
To witness this creation as it unfolds,
Yes,
I wish to have kids as well,
And instill in them this very curiosity,
Have them roam this earth,
Show them just how wonderful it can be,
So from within them,
They feel they must preserve it,
We must tend to the Earth,
As a garden,
And not as something at our disposal,
Indeed,
There is a relationship here,
Which needs to be looked at,
That is between ourselves and the elements,
Because indeed,
As we hurt the Earth,
We in turn hurt ourselves,
Not only metaphorically,
But quite literally,
We are also hurting the Earth,
Because we ourselves are hurting,
We don’t quite understand the depth of what we are,
It’s a magnificent riddle,
Which has no solution,
But simply a current by which one,
Should become enamored,
By the exquisite,
Miracle of your being alive,
It’s that,
Simply,
And totally,
Have trust as I do,
Please,
In you,
And in me,
Trust that there is a space between two worlds,
Which exists solely to make you happy,
Undeniably so,
There is an intelligence at play here,
Which wishes unconditionally for you to be totally satisfied,
And exuberant with excitement for this life,
And is directing you towards you most dreamed of,
Life.
