Canticle For My Great-Niece Poem by David Kowalczyk
Canticle For My Great-Niece
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To live is to dream.
Magnificent, glorious, uplifting
dreams of heart-rending beauty
even the saints tremble in awe of.
Dream them!
Every second of
every minute of
every hour of
every day!
Dream them!
Not with your mind,
nor with your heart.
Not with trust,
nor with hope,
but with your soul's birthright:
the faith of a mustard seed.
Thursday, December 27, 2007
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4/19/2024 12:54:07 AM # 1.0.0.1119
Dream on... in the most positive sense of the phrase.