Dreams of glory

When I dreamed of becoming
beautiful and wise and talented –
it was not for the sake 
of being extraordinarily attractive,
but to be worthy to be cherished and loved.

When I dreamed of fame and riches –
it was not for the sake of having,
but to have something to give.

When I dreamed of joy and laughter –
it was not for the sake of celebration,
but to have something to share.

Love – that’s all I ever wanted –
giving, sharing,
knowing someone cares.
Love never fails.
Nothing else can melt the ice,
quench the raging thirst,
heal the desolation 
of a naked, starving heart.