Hold fast to dreams
For if dreams die
Life is a broken-winged bird
That cannot fly.
Hold fast to dreams
For when dreams go
Life is a barren field
Frozen with snow.
For if dreams die
Life is a broken-winged bird
That cannot fly.
Hold fast to dreams
For when dreams go
Life is a barren field
Frozen with snow.
- Imagination is everything, its a preview of lifes coming attractions. Our dreams are what make us who we are. This poem tells me to have faith and believe in the possibilities of dreams coming true. When you lose faith you are not fulfilling your life purpose - "a broken-winged bird that cannot fly". Stay strong. Believe.
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