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.
wishes once declared in the depths of a young heart,
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.
new wind of change, soft and fragrant,
aroma of answered prayers blows your way.
Listen for wishes, hopes, dreams that once
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.
is discovered again in memories restored,
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