When young, I dreamed of journeys around the world,
when I became older the dreams changed to journey
within my own country, from sea to shining sea. Capes
and bays, slow rivers, tasting fruit of joy and pleasure; that
was then… and this is now and I have come to realize that
my dreams will not die with me.
I have known ecstasy and grief, I have seen tall trees and tall
ships; I will never again lie naked in the sand or know the touch
of gentle hands. Elusive and fearless I live somewhere in my mind,
I have suffered but always tried to be kind; I do not fear the white
light of eternity, I do not fear that death will come as I lay down to
sleep at the end of each day.
One day I will be renewed, no longer to dream of journeys, as I will be
on a journey through space, time… through infinity; my dreams will go
with me when I die; but for now all that is left is the challenge to survive.