Ideals are a higher real

Believe in all you feel 

Relieve yourself of all the low low things the cynic offers

That he thinks the world won't want and will not steal

For he makes with despair a hopelessly bad deal

Based on disappointments that congeal

There's a world that's based on hope

Not ruled by cynicism's narrow scope

That makes room for each wild hope 

And imagination's wider wheel

Believe in peace, believe in love

Rise to the level of the dove

The hawk swoops low, he doesn't know 

Dreams aren't things that sleep

But where all hopes awaken 

And to the world themselves first show


And to the World Themselves First Show 

by Kristen's dolly and Ephraim Levine, two crazy old hippies ✌️❤️ 








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