The Dream Within.
May. 8th, 2002 09:40 am![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
kuangningFree the dream within
The voices calling, a song
A prayer from deep inside you
To guide you
Be the dream within
The light is shining
A flame on the wind
Salvation begins
Look beyond where hearts can see
Dream in peace
Trust, love, believe
I sometimes sound so angry, when I start talking about what I want, what I believe I deserve, what I won't do without. And that isn't the way it feels inside at all. It's like planning a garden, in some ways, I sometimes think. What you're envisioning is the way light falls across petals and leaves. The sound the wind makes, and the scent it carries with it, when it swirls through the plants. You're thinking about the evenings spent outdoors, in the quiet, just enjoying what you've accomplished, the way the cut flowers will look indoors, the way the herbs will flavour your food, and even the good sort of ache that comes after you've been working hard. You know that your goal is closer, but the tiredness itself is a reward, too, and you know a shower's going to feel great and you're going to drift off to sleep without any trouble. All of that, and more.
But try to describe it to someone else, and what you talk about... are the walls that will define the space. And the borders that will shape it. You lay out the hard lines for them, and you hope that they're understanding enough, and invested enough, to catch the rest of the vision from you, and maybe even that they believe in it firmly enough to roll up their sleeves, and help you make it happen. Not just because you want it, but because the dream became their dream, too, and they're looking forward to seeing it become real.
And I'm lucky, I really am... because I have people around me who, even if the dreams I have aren't theirs, care enough to listen, and try to meet me halfway. Why do I keep trying to explain it? Because people who matter to me keep trying to understand.
Breathe the dream within
The mystifying
We tremble and spin
Suspended within
Look beyond where hearts can see
Dream in peace
Trust, love, believe
We tremble and spin
Suspended within
And one of these days I'll get it right.
The voices calling, a song
A prayer from deep inside you
To guide you
Be the dream within
The light is shining
A flame on the wind
Salvation begins
Look beyond where hearts can see
Dream in peace
Trust, love, believe
I sometimes sound so angry, when I start talking about what I want, what I believe I deserve, what I won't do without. And that isn't the way it feels inside at all. It's like planning a garden, in some ways, I sometimes think. What you're envisioning is the way light falls across petals and leaves. The sound the wind makes, and the scent it carries with it, when it swirls through the plants. You're thinking about the evenings spent outdoors, in the quiet, just enjoying what you've accomplished, the way the cut flowers will look indoors, the way the herbs will flavour your food, and even the good sort of ache that comes after you've been working hard. You know that your goal is closer, but the tiredness itself is a reward, too, and you know a shower's going to feel great and you're going to drift off to sleep without any trouble. All of that, and more.
But try to describe it to someone else, and what you talk about... are the walls that will define the space. And the borders that will shape it. You lay out the hard lines for them, and you hope that they're understanding enough, and invested enough, to catch the rest of the vision from you, and maybe even that they believe in it firmly enough to roll up their sleeves, and help you make it happen. Not just because you want it, but because the dream became their dream, too, and they're looking forward to seeing it become real.
And I'm lucky, I really am... because I have people around me who, even if the dreams I have aren't theirs, care enough to listen, and try to meet me halfway. Why do I keep trying to explain it? Because people who matter to me keep trying to understand.
Breathe the dream within
The mystifying
We tremble and spin
Suspended within
Look beyond where hearts can see
Dream in peace
Trust, love, believe
We tremble and spin
Suspended within
And one of these days I'll get it right.
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Date: 2002-05-08 08:54 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2002-05-08 09:56 am (UTC)Me? I'm a neapolitan kinda deal, with all kinds of geekiness rolled together. Seems to me like you two have a similarly varied geekiness
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Date: 2002-05-08 12:21 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2002-05-08 09:58 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2002-05-08 10:14 am (UTC)IMNSHO, Geekiness is all about passion. Having it, enjoying it, and not being afraid to show it. The normals all seem so afraid to show passion for anything, like they're afraid they'll be looked down uopn for it.
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Date: 2002-05-08 12:25 pm (UTC)