Hold fast to dreams
For if dreams die,
Life is a broken-winged bird
That cannot fly.
American Poet/Novelist
1902 - 1967
Are you flying high or do you have a broken wing? Have your dreams died and lost their attraction? Then maybe it is time to find a new dream — a new desire to give life hope. Dreams do change as we age. What was once important is now less important and something new has to take its place. Art is a new dream for me in the last ten years. Writing is a dream that has now held me in its grip for over forty years. Here is a piece on dreams I wrote when I turned forty.
"If I woke up one morning and realized that all I ever was going to be was a business man, I'd probably die. All my dreams would be shattered. Early in life I had many dreams. I dreamed of being a great basketball star. I dreamed of being a preacher. I dreamed of saving the world from war and racism. And I dreamed of being a great poet. Today, I dream only of writing." (From an essay: The Writing Years: A Look Back)
