To everything there is a time and season. Dreams fill our lives like a gentle spring shower. Hearts fill and seeds planted ages ago take root and grow filling us even more and giving us wings to fly and reach those oh so unreachable goals. They lend to faith the fresh breath it needs for our troubled souls to take flight, brush off the dust of earth and breathe anew. Seeking these dreams seems such a chore sometimes. A struggle beyond any endured, a mountain one must climb over and over again. The rewards will be rich and give to us more than we could ever have dreamed.
If none of this makes sense, it is simply thought running free, reaching out and exploring the universe we live in and one we so often seek.