Writers 
At the start of dreams, the heart flies,
Out of the dark, into the Light.
A small hope, a quiet wish,A small hope, a quiet wish,
A fire that starts off small but then becomes a blaze.
Dreams are born in silent places,
Behind the masking of smiles and faces.
They softly say, “Try again,”
And open unto us an open door.
Where dreams begin there may be fear,
Faith inspires courage.
It may be a curveball, or the climb steep,
But on each step the dream we keep is protected.
Others dreams start with empty hands
But make their castles upon the sand.
Some start with tears and countless pain,
Then come out like rain flowers.
Don't disparage your lowly beginning,
When something is great it leaves a mark for that is what it is.
Of those that had the courage to come from the nest,
Who steadfastly believed all the while.
If he fails, don't turn away,
There may be a brighter day tomorrow.
The seed under the earth, not seen
Is a preparation for the life of green.
So dream again and dream with fire,
Walk in the things you desire.
To every journey, once new.Every time on a journey,
Begins with one brave step alone.
Where dreams start, possibilities soar,
As the stars of the morning in the sky.
If you believe it, start it; and it will be done.
The dream you desire will become reality.