The Dream

To dream, perhaps to live wholly. Dare I? Is the dream as valid as the life? I turn to you for answers, as always.

Is the world's view of reality more significant than the ability to dream? Is it right for that view to invalidate my own perception of how things could, should or would be?

I want a life where I can make a decision based on what I feel. Not the ghosts of persons past nor the illusion of acceptance of those present. I want a life where I am as important as I deem the next person. I want to be the priority in my own life while keeping ever in mind that others are still as important as they have always been. I just want to matter... to myself.

And so I dream...
of futures happy,
of untamed feelings,
of unrestrained love.

And I look forward, not back, to a time not so distant where the integration of the whole is the completed task.

And so I bid you sweet farewell. I need to go to nurture and water my dream.