Sunday, January 18, 2009

How Dreams Come


Let go of what you've done before
open up your arm’s, reach for more
Stop pretending, it's not your fate
You've gotta get on the path, own your own great
Nothing is narrow, when your focus is tight
It’s Tunnel vision to the light
The opponent is a jihad in your head
Keeping you from making what is written, said
The fear is only lying in fragmentation
The harm it is causing, is self annihilation
Just step back, take a deep look
The reflection staring back at you ain't no crook
Are you gonna stoop so low
Are you gonna tell that little boy no?
There is no time like the now
So don't deal with the where, when or how
Manifest it all in physical form
Potential to actual is the new norm

What do you see at the other side of the arc?
You making a difference, or just making loud bark
Use your gift for what it’s meant
Your talents are solely heaven sent

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