Hopes and Dreams

I sit, dreaming.
Dreaming of what has been,
What is, and what may be.
For who knows exactly
What the future holds?
I dream of the impossible
Being made possible,
What cannot be, becoming what can.
I dream of soaring higher than any bird,
Of running faster than any deer,
Love lost and love gained,
Of hope and peace and harmony.
Smiling, I awake from my dreaming.
For I know that whatever
The future may bring,
I can face it, I can overcome it,
And, hopefully, I can learn from it.