A dream of a lifetime is a dare to believe.
Often too good to be true is seems.
Then sometimes doubt comes about.
Soft as a whisper but loud as a shout.

Then there's a battle of heart and mind
Logic and myth each other defies.
And if the mind has convinced the heart
The fantasy slowly and sadly departs.

But then the heart has the last say
The vision was real and its beauty remains.
Then once again the heart can lift
And soar once more for such a sweet gift.

So then the mind is able to see
Hope is real and still will believe,
That wishes and dreams could come true
If only in thought for a time or two.

And though the heart aches with pain
The heart is alive; to feel is to gain.
For it has learned nothing is free.
And dreams are for those
Who choose to believe.

© Linda S. Burger