Dreams
Hold fast to dreams
for if dreams die
Life is a broken-winged bird
That cannot fly.
Hold fast to dreams
For when dreams go
Life is a barren field
Frozen with snow.
Langston Hughes
Two Somewhat Different Epigrams
Oh, God of dust and rainbows, help us see.
That without dust the rainbow would not be.
That without dust the rainbow would not be.
The night is beautiful
The night is beautiful
So the faces of my people.
The stars are beautiful
So the eyes of my people.
Beautiful, also, is the sun.
Beautiful, also, are the souls of my people.
Deep like rivers
My soul has grown deep like rivers.