I have dreamt of a world
full of pineapple trees,
growing on apple leaves,
topped with chocolate bits.
I have dreamt of a world
full of strawberry trees,
growing on coffee leaves,
topped with honey cream.
I have hoped to lift your head
upward, full of ocean's tears
as dreams fall from the stars
into your hopeful eyes,
but all I could really see
was a child, kindly waiting,
for dreams to become true
as it rained.
So I stopped waiting...
Tonight,
raindrops are truly jellyfish
falling like tiny jelly beans
in the vast ocean we are
as let our dreams roam free
if they lift our spirits,
up
and
away,
into the cosmos that says:
dreams can become clouds,
clouds can became tears,
tears can become oceans,
and oceans are us
as we dream.
So I stopped waiting,
as I lived united
by the vast oceans
we are.
It is time to change… There are so many places where people suffer hunger, and the question is: Why? Is the answer a self-sustainable environment? If richness is not the answer for a better life, but fulfillment… What are we teaching our children? What did our parents teach us? Can we dare to change old patterns? It is through dreams that we can challenge what we have been taught ‘should be’. We begin a dream as an outlandish idea, but as we return to our daily lives, we can see that dreams are hands pointing to the impossible. It is up to us to walk a little bit closer to them if such dream transforms our earth into love and peace.
This poem is dedicated to those who fight for a green, loving, and peaceful world without hunger, those who go into their dreams and make them come true despite all odds.
