If it matters not

If, it matters not,
what others think.

Who will toss you the line,
before you sink?

To dream is great,
when it unfolds.

The in between,
is where the story gets told.

Begin and end,
are miles apart.

The middle bits,
develop our hearts.

To stand alone,
Heart on a shelf.

With all your things,
all your Wealth.

Perched on your pedestal,
above the rest.

Eyes cast upon those,
who failed the test.

Locked up in your fortress,
safe from harm.

Does an empty heart,
feel as warm.

BjM
12-12-10