What are your dreams?
Have you ever pictured yourself climbing the highest mountain?
Fighting the fight of the ages?
Overcoming, striving, standing up when all others fall?
Loving something more than life itself?
What are your dreams?
I have dreams.
I fight and scratch to the top,
Being able to say I am worthy,
Ignoring the voices that envelop me,
Telling me I’m not good enough,
“What do you think you can do?”
I dream that I will hear the voice of praise.
Saying you did a good job.
I appreciate you.
I love you.
That is what I desire.
It’s not selfish pride I seek,
I want to know people care,
To know I am part of something bigger than myself.
Dreams we keep hidden inside eat out our hearts and swallow our souls. Fulfill your inner desires. Search for your destiny. Break out of your shell. Scream at the top of your lungs, “I am here world, get ready.” Fly on the wings of the wind. Climb the highest mountain of your heart. Break the chains that bind you and free your soul.