The Labyrinth

Dwindled Dreamers

Week 4
Prompt: Dream

Dreams are sweeter when a man is older.
When joints are stiff and bones are colder.
Innovative intrigues interest no more.
Neither do creative conceptualities connive anymore.
Destitute wishes the common hope will sate.
Lo! I wished that I would be great.
Even as twinkled stars that shine with beam.
Dead is the settled man that has no dream.

Dreams are born when a man is young.
Rich and big dreams, that is no wrong.
Effect energy into actualization and realization.
Adept focus and devoted determination.
Make hay while the sun shines, so the wise man says.
Evening time diligently does tell the end of days.
Run the race from the start to finishing.
Surely in the end there would be rejoicing.