Don'T Quit Your Daydream
Where are those lines buried and downtrodden?
Where are those poems concealed in old books?
Where are those unconcluded stories?
You worry that they don’t look good enough,
You worry about how to make them soar.
Life is a recalcitrant obstacle,
It doesn’t show us what's behind every dawn's door,
It doesn’t sculpt what we wish,
It's a vast field of opportunities,
It’s our responsibility to till and nurture our dreams.
Daydreams are seeds thrown into the ground,
They are papers made into a kite,
They are innate eyes given to us,
They are our latent strengths,
Our will, doggedness and tenacity are its driving force.
November 26, 2022.
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