Dreams (in the real world) can come true…
Ambition’s mist drifts upward each morning,
Outlining daydreams, although still forming,
But rising still into the clear sunlight,
Taking shape, sculpting clouds, and then sailing.
Daydreams fill us with thoughts on promenade:
Wishes, fantasies o’er the mind cascade.
Listen well to these plans already made,
For by sundown the phantom shapes may fade.
Close your eyes and realize the light within;
Allow visualization to begin
This attracts into your life: dreams, wishes,
And desires—all that you would believe in!
Use your imagination to create
What you want from life—orchestrate!
Soon enough, success will come to you
Life grows from visions that you contemplate.
Visions pour forth in positive images,
Thoughts creating life from former mirages,
Ideas developing from the negatives.
Life’s emergent dream fast encourages.
In the night lies the healthy breath of morn;
The giant oak sleeps within the acorn;
The flower waits for spring inside the seed;
And so too in a dream is your life born.
Success blossoms out of a thoughtful dream,
Grown from seeds of what life to you should seem,
Then bears forth fruit healthy and delicious,
In a garden watered by the wishing stream.
Inhale the life-force of the universe
Retain, visualize the scene, then traverse
Rivers, canyons, waterfalls, and oceans;
Exhale the breath—you rule the universe!
I pursue the shadows of forms that live
In dreams—perfected ideals that outlive
All the minutes and hours that time devours;
I seek what hope creates, what wishes give.
Molded from thoughts and feelings, she draws me
To the scene—love dissolves her into me!
Thou art in me, my phantasm, till the
Heart whose dream created you recalls thee.
I seize on imagination’s dream brightly seen.
Tremendous image! I will join thy scene—
Aspiration sires realization!
Living my dreams will soon become routine.
Dreams become imagination’s command;
The impossible I now understand.
To know that dreams can come true makes them so.
A real fantasyland is being planned.
We’ll journey to our innermost bowers,
Savoring there the enchanting flowers,
Enjoying the rare visions empowered—
Those that speechless memory has devoured.
Unicorns and chimeras wander by,
Alive by virtue of possibility.
Faeries dance, caught by a believing glance,
As dreamy visions hold us sleepy-eyed.
Castle builders lay their stones across the sky;
Dream merchants grant gifts of unreality;
Mirages spring to life at slightest touch;
The impossible becomes our reality.
Daydreams pierce the noise of consciousness
To reveal that which is best for us—yes,
Mere aspiration halves realization!
What we now have was once a dream, no less.
I’m a person who keeps things happening,
Expecting that life’s ever becoming
Because each reality was once a dream
Of someone’s that was loved into being.
Heaven rains forth its blessings from above,
In the form of peace, serenity, and love;
Well, either I’m lucky, charmed, or both,
For these were the things I’d been dreaming of.