I’ll keep dreaming, dream dreaming
Dreaming of the dreams I left at the door
When life happened and push came to shove
I’ll be dreaming, still dreaming
because they won’t let go of me
Dreaming of the dreams, that still lingers
somewhere inside my heart
dreaming of the dreams I left behind
The ones I gave up because I was too scared
Too afraid to let it out
But there they are
roaring at me, like a lion
deep within my heart.
I pretended I never had them.
But the dream still scratches me
I thought I was never good enough
I thought I needed to prove my worth
But they are still waiting
to wait at the door
where I left them.
Waiting for me to open the door.
These are my dreams
They belong to me
Not my husband’s or my children’s
Not my sibling’s or anyone
These dreams are mine, all mine
Because they represent my allotment.
My portion in the earth realm.
My dreams are the reasons I am here
Not just to be among the statistics,
It is not just to be a ‘Mrs somebody’
Not just to bear children, and warm him in bed.
These dreams weigh much more than all that.
They are bigger than me, greater than my imagine
Yet I bear them, still within the veil.
I am still dreaming!
Am I still scared? Maybe.
Do I believe I can? Yes, I believe.
I want to give these dreams meaning
let them find expressions through me
Dream freely, free my dreams
Open up the doors
While I still dream!
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