To dream a dream
Is to dare to fly
To want to feel the joy
Of that enlivening sense
Of life opening its arms to us
Revealing the majesty and mystery
Of wonders we both sense
And dream of
There is the killing force
That tries to tell us hope is dead
That all of these dreams
Are only wild imagining
Do not listen to the judge
He may be invested
In cutting off the rushing flow
Of your life’s blood
Keep your heart pumping
There is joy in dancing and jumping
We do not have to be pinned down
When all we wish for is to fly
Never even forget too
There is still a reason to be glad
Even after all of our sadness
Seems almost
To have drowned us
There’s, that, strong longing here, that, all of us, seek out, in our, lives…
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