Thursday, October 05, 2006

Like shifting goalposts
Dreams of yesterday look farther today
Have they moved or have I ?
Dreams closer home
Appear out of the sky
And beckon.
Being called to take a road
A road not taken often
A road not taken because others said you could not
A road not taken because you never know it was there.
Dreams beckon,
From yesterday and today,
A dream from the past wakes up and shows you it can be.
A dream whose road was different in the past
A dream which exists down a new road
A dream from the past meets a dream in the future
The road not taken opens up again.
Somewhere sometime,
You did not lost sight of it.

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