(Photo courtesy of Pat, my second daughter)
If my dreams have powers,
I would dream of a majestic house;
a house with a luxurious living room…
a grandiose staircase…
a magnificent dining area…
an elegant chandelier….
a towering balcony….
But my dreams don’t have powers,
So, I didn’t get a majestic house;
but a wonderful home,
With joyful kids welcoming in our living room….
with cheerful girls running back and forth our stairs…
with visitors admiringly looking at our chandelier…
With friends enjoying the afternoon view in our balcony…
If my dreams have powers,
I would dream of a perfect world;
where true friends are by your side in moments of sadness…
where neighbors are stronger and wiser….
where love is an act of surrendering to another person…
But my dreams don’t have powers,
So I have friends who are by my side in happy times
because their joy is to see me delighted….
I have neighbors who are vulnerable because they have confidence in
themselves, and at some point, they know we all stumble…
and we love it because we have faith in another person…
If my dreams have powers,
I would dream to believe that inner beauty matters most
than outer beauty….
I would believe that friends maintain an open door…
I would believe that people are disciplined and organized…
But my dreams don’t have powers,
so I believe that outer beauty is inner beauty seen by the naked eye…
I believe that friends should only be interested in opening one door,
the door to my heart……
and I believe discipline is necessary but we have to be spontaneous
and enthusiastic, it makes us live life perfectly…
