“To dream the impossible dream; To fight the unbeatable foe; To bear with unbearable sorrow; To run where the brave dare not go…” The Impossible Dream is a very popular song that is sang by anyone and by the more popular singers of our time. Yet, only few may know the one who composed the song and the one who wrote the song. This very popular song was written by Lyricist Joe Darion and composed by Mitch Leigh. It is the most popular song from the Broadway, “Man of La Mancha.” Remember Don Quixote and Sancho? That would be another story.
I used to dream in my younger days. But lately, though, I slept all through the night sans any dream. Medically, perhaps, it means that I have a good night sleep and that is good for my health. But I love to dream in my sleep.
So one day, I prayed to God that I may have dreams in my sleep. Indeed, the Lord of blessings granted me with several nights with dreams. However, I got so worried. The dreams that I dreamt were scary ones. I dreamt of my loved ones, relatives, and friends who are already dead. In my dreams, they seemed so real. Once, I dreamt of calling someone who could not be reached. I dialed and dialed but I was just prompted with the familiar response, “The number you have dialed cannot be reached.” Surely she cannot be reached with my Tmobile number because she is already dead. I got scarier with my dream.
I remember someone telling me back then, “When you dream of those who are already dead, it only means one thing: You are soon to die, too. They are coming back for you.” I got scared with my dreams then. Not that I am afraid to die because that is the end that we are looking at with certainty but I am really afraid of ghosts. I told myself, “I may have prayed for the wrong purpose.”
So I made my prayer more specific. I prayed to God that in my dream I would hear him in clarity and know my purpose of being. I prayed that may my dream be like one of those dreams of Joseph the Dreamer. I prayed that may my dream be something that would inspire me in my journey through life.
Then I dreamt. God answers prayers. God hears those who are crushed in spirit. God must have heard my prayers, too. And so I dreamt of a wonderful purpose; a purpose that I am striving to realize for the reason that He has given. I don’t have to take pride of my dream as it may sound very simple to some and to many. But I am happy that I have dreamt and my prayer was answered.
So I pray that I will continue to dream the dream that I want to dream. May my dreams come true. And may I continue to sing this beautiful song, “And the world will be better for this; That one man, scorned and covered with scars; Still strove with his last ounce of courage; To reach the unreachable star.”