Walk Your Dreams

I feel as if I am walking through a dream. Moments come by when I see myself standing outside the dream and see it pass by. People, events, places and time; all seem to be living in their privy dreams. They mingle and they friction and at a certain point they disappear. 

That moment I find myself once again, alone yet bound, searching for that one essential thread that ties us to our wings of desire and quest. 

That moment when I sit gazing at the boundless sky and space and wonder how her search for the Divine is any different from his desire for means to achieve perfection. Isn't Divine perfect and perfection divine? 

I live like a dream for those who see me float by. Perhaps they imagine the day when our dreams would intersect and engrave their essence in each other. 

We were part of someone's dream decades back. Today we have a few more to fulfil. 

Dream on, create your world, live the life you dreamt of. You are blessed with the fire of imagination and eternal hope.