Dreams are built of tomorrows forseen,
The children of Hope and Desire.
Dreams grow strong on the fare of deep thoughts;
And are tempered to greatness in passion's bright fire.
Knowledge guides dreams to their birth;
We judge both our own, and others' worth
By what we seek and what we wish to be
As we briefly sojourn on this Earth.
We come this way awhile to learn,
Between the vast dark at either end.
Our teachers lead us with their light,
And counsel us as friend to friend.
They too march on in their search for meaning,
Feeding our dreams as we roam.
We find our paths together in the searching,
As in the end, we bring one another home.