Back again!

Well, it's been over a year since my last post on steemit
My silence was obvious, like a calm water after a raging storm.
but instead of enduring storm, the calm lasted a century.
Like a flower that wither quicker than the glare it exude.
The promises were contagious, so too was its disillusionment.
mental picture of success was created.
seemingly perfect and destined for fulfillment.
once overwhelm with hope and expectation.
Now a dream that shattered too soon.

But what are we without our dreams.
Emptiness will linger if dreams were no more.
Keeping every man from falling over the edge .
is the weight is of his dream.

Yes we stumble and fall many a time.
but if one falls, doesn't he get up?

Like fallen heroes, that are immortalized,
our dreams will continue to live on.
what we lost wasn't our dreams
but our zeal to do that which dare to conceive.