I hold an image in my head
a vision waiting to become true,
A dream that dances on the edge of reality, shimmering in hues of hope and possibility.
It whispers to me in quiet moments, painting scenes of what could be,
A world where my heart’s deepest desires are no longer mere fantasies.
In this image, I see a path lined with sunlight and shadow,
A journey where every step brings me closer to the essence of my soul’s longing.
I see love that is tender and unwavering, hands entwined in a promise of forever,
Eyes that speak volumes in silence, understanding without words.
I hold an image in my head of places yet to be discovered,
Lands where the horizon stretches wide, and the sky is a canvas of endless blue.
Mountains that touch the heavens, oceans that whisper ancient secrets,
A world were adventure and tranquility blend in perfect harmony.
In this image, I see moments of pure joy,
Laughter that echoes through time, shared with those who touch my heart.
Celebrations of life’s simple pleasures, a cup of coffee at sunrise,
A dance beneath the stars, the quiet peace of a warm embrace.
I hold an image in my head of growth and becoming,
Of dreams pursued with passion and purpose, of fears faced with courage.
A life where every challenge is a steppingstone, every failure a lesson,
Where the tapestry of my existence is woven with threads of resilience and grace.
This image is not just a distant hope, but a promise I make to myself,
To nurture this vision, to breathe life into its colors,
To take the steps that will transform this dream into reality,
For in my heart, I know that the image I hold in my head is but a reflection of the truth waiting to unfold. RC