Where do dreams slumber?
Out there in the vastness of the Universe--somewhere?
Do they sleep here--in our thoughts?
Are they hidden inside our heart--with each heartbeat?
We are all children--inside.
Childhood dreams never die.
Inner
wishes once declared in the depths of a young heart,
whispered
to the deepest part of one's soul,
those dreams never
vanish from the inner room of our lives.
I know the dreams you dream that have no breath.
I know you are afraid to wake the slumbering giant within
for fear of being hurt.
Stand tall.
Breathe deep.
A
new wind of change, soft and fragrant,
the sweet
aroma of answered prayers blows your way.
It calls
you.
Listen for wishes, hopes, dreams that once
seemed lost.
Stirring dreams awaken,
renewed in the inner room of your heart.
A new day dawns and the sun rises
upon hope deep within your soul.
Childhood
is discovered again in memories restored,
in reborn
desires.
Walk in the hope and dream of who you always wanted to become.
Leave the shadows of inner rooms and awaken slumbering dreams.
Stand brave with no fear.
Live your dreams!
(c)2006 Diana S. Hindman