ABOUT CHASING DREAMS

When I was young, I used to dream

And through the window of my dreams,

I saw a world I longed to be in,

A beautiful scene sure was it,

Of a beautiful house among the woods,

With blossoming flowers and fruit bearing trees,

And lakes and valleys every way I leaned.

The granaries full of rice and spice,

With a work that gave me full price.

I longed to live the life of my dreams,

And ran and ran many a mile,

To reach my destination, to live my dream.

But on my way I missed many a smile,

And caused scars I never realized.

All I cared was to reach my goal,

To run away, from my nature and soul.

But when I reached where I wanted to reach,

I found that it was but a breach,

Was beautiful of course, the woods and everything,

But on my way I had missed out something.

It was just a landscape I had chased,

Leaving out a beautiful life on my way.

I found it empty and uninspiring,

And something not worth chasing.

I’ve learnt that life is not what it appears to be,

And it’s not about where we reach.

But how we reach is what’s important

For that’s our life, a life to live,

Following our hearts and not our mind.

~Deep~

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