Dreaming, Dreaming, Paradox
You have a vision for the future
An aspiring goal that drives you forward
Every step often a misstep from your dream
Not that it is different, but only that it is taken
No longer a potential ideal but an actual step
There’s no going back, every step is final
The lofty ideals of your dream slowly die
And become the fruition of your work
It is tempting then to lie in bed
And please only the dreamy ideals
Of what could be
But future fantasies you’ll miss
If you don’t shape the world
To yesterdays dream