To Dare... To Dream

Dreams like waves of time wash across the landscapes of hope deferred.

Pounding, heart wrenching waves which batter the sands of yesterday.

Yet, with each dream which becomes lost to the sea, to never again to be heard.

There comes a new wave, a new hope drawn upon the shores of someday, and her word.

New doors, to new worlds suddenly, and without warning appear.

The heart senses this, and life is once more lived without anxiety or fear.

So I stand now by the waters edge, my hand extended, and waiting.

Waiting for the touch of my new dream, waiting and believing.

I think; I ponder, and I watch the sandcastles of yesterday slip back into the sea.

Someday very soon I hear my heart cry as I build yet another castle for you and me.

And Yes, I dare to dream; yet even more so, I dare to faithfully believe.

For truth never lies, and promises never fail in the world of built on new dreams.

J. Allen Wilson © 6/27/2009****Full Moon productions 7/7/2009