Dreams Are Real

Dreams Are Real

A Poem by Healing Star
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Let mine be a Voice of Hope, a voice of Peace, for the Children, for the Children who need to Believe in Peace and Hope.

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May Heaven come to Me

May Heaven come to You

One Day we will all come to Know
You see what's inside of Me, is what's inside of You
Yeah,
What's inside of You, is what's inside of Me

I stopped looking for Him way out There

I breathed a beautiful breath of Air

And I found him Waiting for Me

Right in There

Right where my Breath In lead Me

He has been waiting there all Along

And now I go there any Time 

When I slip, when I lose my Balance, to become Strong

He is my Strength

My Inner Guide

Oh, it's my Way 

It's my Way Now

The Only way out is In

He told me that there is no Sin

Just a Trick to make me feel Small

And there ain't no Hell, but only this Crystal Well

This Crystal Well that I have Found

And it rings true with each and Every Sound 

It rings True to Me

Even when, Especially when there Ain't nobody Around

Oh what is Waiting for Me

What is waiting for Me

Around the Bend

Well I don't Know

But I do Know

And I Believe and Expect and Rely

ON the Good Things Coming, Coming, Coming

I'm so Glad, I'm so Glad

I finally stopped Running, I Stopped Running

Now I listen when I'm on the Trail

And on the Water I set my Sail

For Truth, for Truth

I Listen for all they Say

And then I walk and I turn Away

And I ponder, and I Ponder

And then I Know

And then I Know

It was them Again

My trusted Friend who I can't See

But how Heavenly They are to Feel

And forever their Fire burns Within Me

They are making my Dreams Real

They are making my Dreams Real

© 2015 Healing Star


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Added on December 31, 2015
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Healing Star
Healing Star

South Jordan, UT



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I am a man who has finally realized he needs to write down what matters to him, that I might learn from myself, what is important, what I value. To capture who I am now, for that is all we have is no.. more..

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