No Road To My Dreams

There are no roads to my dreams

No pathways, no airways to reach them.

They are perched in the mystical land

On a hillock of perseverance

Perched on a cloud of persistence

To be reached only by penance.

Many dream the dream

But are afraid of the way to the destination.

The path is shrouded in mystery

Seemingly full of thorns

Revealing itself only to those

Who dare to walk their dreams

Those who are undaunted and unfazed

Picking the thorns, clearing the way

One step and one bend at a time

All the while keeping sight

Of the tantalizing end.

Slowly they turn the last bend

Stepping into the dreamland.


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