A Congestion of thoughts rise in mingaled priority.
I must assemble this cluster of purposeful inspiration…
I WANT IT ALL!
Is commanded upon the Wings of Wisdom…
This cool breeze holds the atmosphere of Sucesses’ Secrets.
Again is heard in midnight heart beats where this Dream speaks its Strongest desire..,
“DON’T FORGET ME…!”
“WHEN, the darkness of doubt creeps over the hills of tomorrow.”
“CLING TO ME”
My Dream speaks…
Yielding to the firvuer of Hopes call.
Clinging to the plow,
Looking not Back!
I forge ahead…