I Dream

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This tale is true, and mine. It tells of my journey far from home. My journeys have shown me much pain, the weeping of the sky, causes the blemishes of the Earth to wash away. The tears of laughter, saddness, and pain become evaporated by the shining rays. The sea's fury is taken out on the shores, robbing them of sand. The mountains stand firm forming a barricade.

I dream of becoming a wave: powerful, beautiful, and magical. Changing the shape of the earth around me, feeling the force of a mightier power pushing me, and knowing that I have made a difference.
I dream of becoming a mountain: standing tall, proud, firm against the evils who try to penetrate; confident that I will remain even after they have gone, and know that people seek shelter upon me.
I dream of becoming a bird: to fly freely, seeing the world from all views, singing songs that bring beauty to the ears of all who listen, and know that I make the world a beautiful place.
I dream of becoming a star: to watch down upon the Earth even though I do not stand on land, sea,or air, to illuminate the lives of those that seek light and hope, to inspire men to reach high into the heavens, and know that I have navigated men on the darkest of nights.
I dream of becoming a ship: to travel places thought impossible by men, to accomplish deeds only dreamed possible, and to know that I have given a new sight for eyes to see.
I dream of becoming a teacher: to expand the mind and make it travel and explore more than any journey could challenge, to give knowlege and power, and know that I took part in making a warrior of mind, soul, and body.
I dream of becoming a dream: so that I may never die, to give motivation to those who question the purpose of life, to give inspiration to the lowest of men, faith to the poorest souls, and know that I have awakened the child in us all.

This tale is true and mine. It tells of my journey's end. I part on good terms with the heavens and have lived my destined life. My heart is light and empty of impurities, I rest my eyes in peace, and let the light embrace my cold body, knowing that I have truly lived.

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