A Crack in the Asphalt
I dream of lush, forested cities with sweet public spaces and meandering walking trails; vibrant community gardens and nimble-fingered sewing guilds; children skipping double-dutch and men pedalling bikes. I dream of sparkling lakes, blue skies and soft rain; tart red apples and fiddlehead greens. I dream of laughter and song, kind deeds and honour.
Together, we dream the future.
posted by Gemma Grace at 19:52
5 Comments:
what a lovely dream....
You have beautiful dreams Gemma....dream on!
Thank you for this link Gemma Grace. And yes, what a dream ....
I'm smiling.
YES! We must dream the future, rather than just letting it drift into existence based on our subconscious ramblings and fears. YES!
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