What becomes of a Human being
When he is allowed dreaming - ?
Such a pleasant and Healthy doing –
Without these, he will ever be just as nothing - !
Nobody could, when needed, comfort him so tender,
He will grow like a Sculpture – pale and slender –
No one, but he himself can make him happy;
Only his own Torrent of dreams gives him a feeling of being lucky -!
And who may listen to these whispered Dreams - ?
It is just a soundless chorus, a voice of hymns
Telling him “ one day your Dreams come true –
And we will come to cherish you !”
Be wise; recollect Everything you dreamt before
Then this particular one will come no more –
Put it in your Lifepack and know what is born in your mind
Goes the way with you - any moment, together and behind!
Take it out to dream again in learning who you are -
As dreams never lie; they are the Reflection of your soul
In everything you think of, and seek for as a husband or wife –
They are the Arpeggio notes on the strings of your Life!
Karin Aleida Vorrink
© * January 10, 1976