Our Journey of Dreams


In innocence the journey looks bleak.

Every turn is masked by the wondrous bounty of dreams.

All in all our steps take root.

Under the fire of delight we grasp for what’s ours,yours, and mine.

Everyday we seek a new thrill basking in the sun of imagination.

If our steps blossom to the cold earth we know that life begins where our dreams lay.

Stunning beauty we are then, all in one and one for all.

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