Saturday, October 11, 2014

Dreams -- August '81

To Hannya
Dreams, make the world grow warmer
when we're feeling cold
dreams keep us going
when our life feels tired and old
Dreams are the stuff of life
Isn't life itself a dream?
Dreams keep us smiling
When it seems we have no reason to
 
Dreams are like a child
with his parents standing by
There are dreams that are expectations
of what the future brings.
Dreams are like a young man
making his way in the world of things.
Recollections are an old man,
recalling his life as if a dream.
 
Dreams animate us, give us reason, let us fly.
Hold onto your dreams, with your feet on the ground.
because dreams give us courage,
lose our dreams and we die.
 

Christopher H. Holte, August 1981

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