Dare to Dream

Dare to dream
I dream of difference
Dare to be the difference
Dream of daring
Dream of making a difference

Dare to be different
Dream of diversity
Daring to differentiate
Declare diversity’s beauty
Daring to make a difference

I dream diverse dreams
Where is Joseph?
Where is Daniel?
Called to dream
Called to be different
Called
To make a difference
Give me a dream today

inspired by a week in Brussels, in particular by the creativity on display in its museums and galleries, and written (too late) for OpenLinkNight #190 at dVerse ~ Poets’ Pub

A Tribute to Rene Magritte

written in response to The Daily Post prompt – “rhythmic” – and inspired by a visit to the Magritte museum in Brussels

‘In Flanders Field’ by John McCrae

‘Poppy Fields’ by Christine Speck

In Flanders fields the poppies blow
Between the crosses, row on row,
That mark our place; and in the sky
The larks, still bravely singing, fly
Scarce heard amid the guns below.

We are the Dead. Short days ago
We lived, felt dawn, saw sunset glow,
Loved and were loved, and now we lie
In Flanders fields.

Take up our quarrel with the foe:
To you from failing hands we throw
The torch; be yours to hold it high.
If ye break faith with us who die
We shall not sleep, though poppies grow
In Flanders fields.

– by John McCrae, May 1915

dedicated to the people of Brussels with sympathy and prayers for the injured and bereaved

Blessed are those who mourn,
for they will be comforted.
Blessed are the meek,
for they will inherit the earth.
Blessed are those who hunger and thirst for righteousness,
for they will be filled.
Blessed are the merciful,
for they will be shown mercy.
Blessed are the pure in heart,
for they will see God.
Blessed are the peacemakers,
for they will be called children of God.
Blessed are those who are persecuted because of righteousness,
for theirs is the kingdom of heaven.
– Matthew 5:4-10