On Oceans of Blue

hold fast to your dreams!
within your heart
keep one still, secret spot
where dreams may go,
and, sheltered do,
may thrive and grow
where doubt and fear are not.
o keep a place apart
withing you heart,
for little dreams to go!
think still of lovely things that are not true.
let wish and magic work at will in you.
be sometimes blind to sorrow. make believe!
forget the calme tha tlies
in disillusioned eyes.
though we all know that we must die,
yet you and i
may walk like gods and be
even now at home in immrtality.
we see so many ugly things-
deceits and wrongs and quarrelligns;
we know, alas! we know
how quickly fade
the color in the west,
the bloom upon the flower,
the bloom upon the breast
and youth’s blind hour.
yet keep withing you heart
a place apart
where little dreams may go,
may thrive and grow
hold fast- hold fast your dreams!
—louise driscoll