Sometimes imagining is the way to go….
I spoke with a friend the other day about not letting our dreams die. Even though uttering the word “someday” usually means never, it’s a way of holding on to the glimmer of hope to those things that are out of reach at the present moment. And that hope is what keeps our hearts alive.
There…that’s as much serious as I can muster for one day….now go forth and slay some dragons.
I had withdrawn in forest, and my song
Was swallowed up in leaves that blew alway;
And to the forest edge you came one day
(This was my dream) and looked and pondered long,
But did not enter, though the wish was strong:
You shook your pensive head as who should say,
‘I dare not–too far in his footsteps stray–
He must seek me would he undo the wrong.
Not far, but near, I stood and saw it all
Behind low boughs the trees let down outside;
And the sweet pang it cost me not to call
And tell you that I saw does still abide.
But ’tis not true that thus I dwelt aloof,
For the wood wakes, and you are here for proof.
~A Dream Pang – Robert Frost