“Every great dream begins with a dreamer. Always remember, you have within you the strength, the patience, and the passion to reach for the stars to change the world.” – Harriet Tubman
When my head lightly touches the pillow
and my eyelids are too heavy to drag across my eyeballs,
the weight of the world nestles into my chest
until I can manage to jump free in a violent spasm.
After my body seizes
I begin to dream dreams
that I could only dream.
Dreams that you could only dream to dream.
While you may be conquering the world in your way
I will conquer the world in the only way.
I will dream these dreams that I dream
and it will leave me with a feeling of rejuvenation.
When you dream the dreams that you dream
it leaves you with a feeling of extirpation.
You have this constant feeling of
deep inside of you.
It’s unfounded, really.
I have this constant feeling of
somewhere inside of me.
And that is why I dream the dreams that I dream.
The weight of the world is not that heavy to me.
It can fit onto my chest and barely jostle my heavy eyelids
as I lay my heavy head onto my pillow.