If I Dared to DreamA Poem by N.E. St. AndrewWould I sell myself short if I dared to dream?
With tangible evidence that I am given more than I could ever imagine.
Even if it doesn’t come wrapped in the pretty package created in my visions?
Would I sell myself short to not dream at all?
To find contentment in the knowledge that I Am and that it is enough.
Dare I dream and fall short, maybe feel unworthy?
Do I sell myself short by playing the pawn in the war of faith and ego?
Could I ever aspire to the greatness of my dreams if I try to name them and put them in a well thought out time frame?
Can it be enough to not know who I am, what I am to be and who I will be remembered by for whatever deeds I may commit in greatness or in folly?
Do I dare to question hope and faith because I cannot see their face?
Do I dare to dream? © 2014 N.E. St. AndrewReviews
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3 Reviews Added on November 14, 2014 Last Updated on November 14, 2014 AuthorN.E. St. AndrewAboutI can feel words just waiting to burst out of the depths of my mind that I have buried deep under indecision and a feeling of incompetence. I wrote for years as an angst ridden teen and I've dipped my.. more..Writing
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