Comfort Ndlovu


In Dreams


Real champions do not rush to wake and walk at night
but they lie flat and wait for the crack of dawn -
they lie still and learn to be patient
and they learn to see through darkness
as they endure the stars at midnight that shine,
as they grow in understanding
and, at midnight they do see daylight;

Those are patient enough to wait for the darkest hour to pass
whilst in sleep they recharge their batteries of creativity;
they do not rush to wake up before dreaming,
for they find golden numbers in dreams
and then wake up to pursue their dreams and make them come true.

Submitted: Tuesday, April 09, 2013
Edited: Wednesday, October 09, 2013

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Never laugh at another person's dream. Those who do not have dreams do not have much.

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