The quietness - the solitude of peace within ourselves. We see dreams in the distant through the silhouette before us...........

The wind is moving but I am standing still - a life of pages waiting to be filled - a heart that's hopeful - a head that's full of dreams - dreams within the still of night - on wings of hope take flight inside of me. There upon the distant we want for nothing more than what will be..........In the faint distant we seek and feel into the cold dreary night the solitude - the peace - that we long for.When you feel the sunlight fade into the cold night and you don't know where to turn and all the dreams you're dreaming seem to lose their meaning - you look anywhere for answers that you don't know because DREAMS are always in the back of our minds - HOPE is in our heart - DETERMINATION is with us constantly...................