When your heart breaks, how do you mend it?
Without love, what can we dream about?
Without dreams, what do we care about?
Without caring, where is the joy in life?
Without joy, what are we living for?
When the dream dies, what of the dreamer?
While a dreamer lives, there will be dreams,
Old dreams lying, shattered and hidden,
Locked away oh so very deep inside
Cherished always, and still believed in.
New dreams rising, hopeful, wondrous,
Giving promise, joy, and meaning,
Deeper, stronger for dreams unfulfilled,
Tightly held, more carefully tended.
Without a dream there is no dreamer.
Life was meant for living recklessly.
Love was meant for giving joyously.
What you give is what comes back to you.
How you live is what life gives to you.
How you love is how you're loved in turn.
Dreams © Daydreamer 18 Jul 2000
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This page revised on 12 Aug 2003.