Monday, December 6, 2010

Edge Of The Dream

We have traversed deserts
Walked through wastelands
Climbed mountaines
Cross continents
Hoping to find
The flowers of peace

Only to know
It's hidden somewhere
Growing in the depths
Of our very own hearts.
Rooted in the soil
Of love and compassion
Watered by the stream
Of true understanding.

We have almost reached
The end of our quest
Let us not turn back
But hold fast to the vision
As we stand on the edge
Of our dream's fulfillment.



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