My step towards a dream

On the way to a dream, I walk alone, carrying the light of my heart when the star is absent from above me.

Sometimes my sins falter, but my soul never falls, for every fall was a lesson, and every wound was a promise of healing.

I believe that the dream is not far, he is there .... waiting brave and does not stop.

Those who sow hope in the shadows of fatigue wait for the ashes and make a new beginning.

I will go ... and if the road is long, I would not have been created to stand at the first obstacle, but to complete the journey, as the dream blossoms at the end of patience.