Walking on Water
Once upon a time, there was a child; a dreamer
He wanted to change the world, to walk on water
He wanted to fly, so high; to reach the stars, and farther
The child wasn’t insane, for his dreams were bigger
Than life itself, and that what a dream must be
If a dream abides to the limits of time and space, or smaller
Then it’s not a dream, it’s a joke, a flash of hope, no better
The child had kept dreamin’, day and night, as he’s growing older
People around him found it hard, to understand, or lend a helping hand
For their dictionaries had only two words: No and Impossible!
But the child had known better
Those two words weren’t in his dictionary
Instead, he replaced them with: Yes and Higher
Higher hopes, higher dreams, and higher expectations
From himself, but above all, from the Creator
For Him, everything, and anything is possible: All the same; the smaller and the bigger
The days, the years passed by, the kid is now a man, yet still, a dreamer
Can a grown-up be a dreamer?
Dreaming is only for children, the insane, and the losers
Wake up to the reality, the rigid facts, this stuff takes no brainer
No dreamin’, get your head lower
Stop looking up, there isn’t anything up there
Except a sky and some clouds
The man listens, smiles, but knows better
For the child is still alive within him, the dreamer
Can a man fly? Can a man satisfy?
His dreams, without worrying about
The how and why?
Can a man walk on water?
Can a man be a true father?
And here, the man suddenly realized: This is harder
Than all the other dreams I’ve had
To be a True Father!!
He also realized: No one is waiting
No one is watching
How far he could go
And then he said:
I don’t want to change the world
I don’t want to walk on water
I just want to be: My children’s Father
My Children’s Father…
Other dreams will come true
No doubt, no wonder
But in time…
Set only by the Creator…
All he wants…
Is to be: His Children’s Father…