Fueling Dream not Illusions

Fueling dreams and not illusions. Finding heart through all confusions. Taking part in the solutions. Tending to scars of all abuses. Nurturing the start and what it chooses. Choosing to grow and never loose this. To choices from chances, from this place dances a new world of being where love takes the stance, and from that we free the part of us which was forced into being, part of something that was never dreamed into being, just feared into seeing, untruths, cut the roots and the flower is wondering. Why it can only reach so high in the sky, why when the rain falls, does it still feel dry, why when i search for the roots of I, no sign of the life which brought you to i. It's a lie, it's untruth, only guided by fright, seperated by night, seen through blinded site. The roots are there even if they say they're not. Opening into beyond what the told me, once forgot only part truths. The circle completes, there's no chance for it not to.