When our dreams seem so far away
that to touch them would equal fingering the sky
My heart finds a space to believe in one simple thing:
When I am too tired, exhausted, worn out and hopeless
to carry my dreams any more
And I fear them floating, floating, floating far from me
I like to believe that while I sleep
A Heart in Heaven opens itself up and carries
my dreams safely across the night sky, while I rest my weary eyes.
Sometimes you have hopes and dreams for yourself and those you love, yet, you get tired. You become worn down by the day-to-day struggles. And perhaps you become worried that if you do not work to hold the vision of your dream, it will float far from you and you will lose it.
I do believe in these states, a piece Heaven steps in to hold and carry such dreams for us when we think we can no longer go on. And there in Heaven, our dreams remain safe and sound, while we rest our weary bones.