The Unspoken Dream

One lives and one dies,
In between there are dreams.

Some dream to be great,
Their names whispered in awe and respect.

Some dream of beautiful places;
Paris, Venice, Rome, and such,
Sites to see, feel and touch.

Some dream of love;
A lover,
A friend,
A soul mate.

Some dream for peace;
Of calm,
Serenity, and
Bliss.

Yet, more than some,
Have dream not unlike the rest;
To live,
Though not just to live; rather,
To live and fulfill,
Their destiny,
The reason for their creation.

To be just human.
To exist.
Live.