Wednesday, February 1, 2012

For the Dreamers

This is for the dreamers.
If you are content with mediocrity
this is not for you.
If you have never felt your pulse racing like there are tsunamis consuming your veins
this is not for you
If you have never chased the impossible just to see how long it takes you to lose your breath
this is not for you
IF you have never learned how to not only march, but to dance to the beat of your own
subwoofer dubstep drop heartbeat
with bass wobbles that shake like you've swallowed an earthquake without chewing it first
this is not for you

This is for the dreamers
with enough passionate fires burning in our chests
that we don't need heaters during the longest unlit nights
when the stars take over the sky and smolder themselves into the back of our retinas
and we don't know which one to wish on
so we smile into the pinpricked blackness
because simple stars aren't big enough to hold our dreams anyways

We don't engage in superstition
but it would be nice if we did
so when the world steals our dreams away and whispers them into the wind
we could knock on wood and cross our fingers that they'll return
but we don't.
We turn accommodating ears to a beautiful woman named Faith- she always knows exactly how to tell us
that our dreams will return if we are patient

and after all- patience is a virtue,
but we don't like to wait

We don't wait for opportunity to come knocking
We find its home address and sit outside the front door until it comes home
to ask with curious eyes "what surprises have you found for me today?"

This is for the dreamers.
We have pockets full of hand me down hope
and handfuls of helium
because most days, our dreams are drifiting in the stratosphere
we've got to learn how to fly one way or another
go ahead and call me the early bird
but i've got worms to catch
i'm using them as bait for something even bigger
because for us dreamers

good enough is never good enough.
we are the grown up versions of toddlers who choose ultraviolet as their favorite color
because the visible spectrum just isn't satisfactory

This is for the dreamers.
We are masterpieces in the making
the paint may never dry while our rhythms remain restless
the change we cause is continuous
and redefined on a moment to moment basis
I've been caught red handed recreating the blueprints of my fingertips
so they spelled out "I'm a dreamer"
but I know i can't be the only one

we are dreamers.
we are trying to leave behind more than a trail of carbon footprints
for the words we impart upon this earth to be more than etchings on tombstones
for the motions we create to be more than temporary shadows
We are trying to be more than silhouettes in the back of history books

We are pushing
We are pushing for the voiceless, the helpless, and the brokenly beautiful
We are pushing for a flexible future that we shall bend with our willpower
We are pushing for a lasting legacy that isn't bittersweet when we try to taste test the memories of our glory days
We are pushing for a trustworthy tomorrow that keeps the pinky promises it makes to the next wide eyed generation

Dreamers-
Keep pushing.