Dreams don’t come true in a day, they take you through a journey of
meandering mazes, there always ups and downs so much that your mind tells you
to quit but your heart tells you to hold on. Dreams are not for the ration of
minds there for those who dare to see color in a world that perceives all in
black and white, there for the bruised knees that have found warmth on the cold
floor quietly speaking to God to give them strength to carry on, for the people
who work through ridicule and push on regardless of the tones of the mockers. Don’t
get me wrong we worry day and night, doubts creeps in so much that your only
companion are the warm tears that run down your cheek but truth is where we
fail we know that God wont...its human to err but not Gods.
So I don’t know the most important times and days of my life, not when I
will hold my first born and be proud or when I will put pen to paper...that
first contract but I guess that’s why we have faith...to believe in things we
do not see and that’s what dreams need for days and nights will pass without an
answer but one day faith will get you through, so never give up on your dream life’s
to precious to settle for second best so this time open your eyes and dream
with them open sooner or later reality will change.
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