There is something about endless skies and rolling fields that bring out the dreamer in me.
Perhaps it is the seeming unlimited nature of the view, the what-is-just-beyond wonder that this vista presents. It is vast, yet it is contained in our world, it is out of reach yet somehow attainable. It is our dreams spilling out before us.
Dreams for ourselves, our children, our country, our world. The belief more is possible.
Dreams are salvation for some, drive and determination for others. Dreams grab us and hold tight, tell us what we ought to do.
Never-ending wonder, unlimited possibility.
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My World With Words 
“Wonder” is one of my favorite words. And “dream” is another one. Love this post. There’s something magical about nature. I often find myself looking up into the sky and feeling “awed.”
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It feels good when the sky makes you believe, doesn’t it?
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