As a Cloud

My friend asked me what my dream was. And then i heard what her dream was (or maybe what her plan in life was). anyhow, it dawned on me i've never really dared to dream. i've always loved the simple dreams, but i always love it more seeing the sparkle in people's eyes when they talk about their dreams, plans, etc.

precious dreams and treasured thoughts.

For oft, when on my couch I lie
In vacant or in pensive mood,
They flash upon that inward eye
Which is the bliss of solitude;
And then my heart with pleasure fills,
And dances with the daffodils.
-William Wordsworth

For where your treasure is, there your heart will be also. -Matthew 6:21