Old dreams never really grow old. They simply morph. In those last few moments in which an old dream lies abandoned, it wiggles its way into the tight cocoon of unending hope. And just when you’ve stopped dreaming altogether, it emerges anew. Bright, colorful and vibrant. A new dream morphed out of the old, flying high up into the sky of endless possibilities, sustained on the colorful wings of a whole new passion.
~vagabond~ © 2009
9 comments:
Dreams are all you have in life. They live in you and you live them.
Wonderfully described. Simple yet to so absorbing. Brilliant.
*cheers*
dreams is wat makes life exciting ..
nice words and very thoughtful , that u have wrote and a lovely pic!!
Awesome shot. Very nice colours
beautiful words and a marvelous image!
Hi Vagabond! Happy New Year!!
Gorgeous shot!!
Meanwhile Blogtrotter has reached 500 posts on all blogs with some views of «La Petite France, Strasbourg», truly missing your comments! Enjoy and have a first great week in 2010!!!
woW! simply wonderful.
I am waiting for the next post to appear here :)
@Talking to my soul: Thanks for your very encouraging comment. :)
@Shooting star: Dreams are what make life worthwhile. Thanks for your nice comment. :)
@Navin: Thanks...glad you liked it. :)
@Blu: Thank you. :)
@GMG: A little belated but a happy new year to you too. :)
@Alok: Thanks. I'll try to update it real soon. :)
Oh my what a stunning shot. Neat colours and very very vibrant. *makes wallpaper*
Hi
This reminded me of the song from my childhood, "take these broken wings of mine and learn to live so free" - rdeams are what helps us stay focused and it is imp to teach children to dream. Loved this
I have gotten back to blogging on WP again and was looking for ya, where are you, doing what and how can I get back in touch with you again? Respond as soon as you see this please? Love and hugs and thanks and best wishes,
Trisha
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