Our heart is replete with dreams,
Dreams that we hold on with such passion.
It runs through our life like streams,
Leading to the sea of our mission.
We see oysters of coarse talent,
Lie within us as in a deep sea.
Let’s gather the hidden pearls without relent,
And exhibit them for the world to see.
For a thrust of love we yearn,
For a pat from a dear or near one,
Who could drive us in our zest to learn,
And explore all the oysters under the sun.
Let us work to realize that big dream,
When every pearl of our talent refined,
Would prove to be a quenching stream,
For mortals with lives confined.
Take time to delve, take time to search,The depths of our inner self all beautiful,Where birds of dormant talent silently perch,In cages of untapped potential so resourceful.We need to set these birds free,To explore our talents that lie dormant,And thus reap benefits that fellowmen will see,In their daily lives that often remain stagnant.We shirk, we fear, we dread to explore,Our dormant talents any day,For we feel that men will deplore,The failures that could come our way.Let us garner all our energies today,And embark on a journey to explore,For our dauntless steps will someday,Refine the lives of our fellowmen evermore.
Pasted below is the selection of this poem from Poetry.com for their anthology.
