I am indeed
living in a dream
So real so vivid
I see so clearly
A place designed like no other
Where all I touch just turns to gold
I am surrounded by style and pomp
All my desires are at my fingertips
I feel chosen
Like a king enthroned
I sit upon my throne up high.
I can see also from whence I came
The trouble and the dark despair
I see the journey I have travelled so far
Unkind the road that led me here
But so distinct from all the others
It was plainly lit
By trials and falls
But there is one
Still standing there
Upon that road on which I trod
As if to say look here my king
There’s others still on this tired way
I see myself step down to reach
To those I know will come this way
I put my hand within their hand
And whisper gently
Come up the road
I reassure that there is a throne,
A crown, a place reserved for them
If they will but take one more step
There is a place and it is waiting
Waiting For those who dare forward
I know this for a fact, I said
Because I am just one of them
Of them who have made it through
There is a place
Where your rest is held
There you too will ascend your throne one day
All that you touch will turn to gold
Come on my friend, let’s live the dream.
Great read! Thank you. Yes, mentoring DOES matter!
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