Poetry Explorer- Classic Contemporary Poetry, OVER THE WAY, by RAY CLARKE ROSE



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OVER THE WAY, by                    
First Line: Over the way of your dreams, my boy
Last Line: And the marvelous land of the ought-to-be.
Subject(s): Dreams; Fantasy; Heaven; Nightmares; Paradise


Over the way of your dreams, my boy,
Are wondrous things for your eyes to see,
And wonderful paths to a world of joy,
And the marvelous land of the Ought-to-Be.

There is gold in the dust that your feet will tread,
And diamonds gleam on the wayside grass,
And wreaths of laurel to grace your head
Hang waiting to crown you as you pass.

There are marble castles and broad estates,
And servants to every wish fulfill,
And armored hosts at the castle gates
Stand ready and eager to do your will.

There are living springs to renew your youth,
And dreamful shades for your least repose,
And breezes to fan you with love and truth,
And gardens that blossom like the rose.

There are wildwoods ringing with songs of birds;
There are sumptuous feasts where friends are met
To greet you with tender and honest words,
And never a theme that you might regret.

Ah! over the way of your dreams it lies—
This land of the Ought-to-Be, so fair;
This paradise of the cloudless skies,
Where the Best and Right are everywhere.

Your childhood lives in this happy land,
And the loved ones lost in the years ago
In the glow of the glorious sunlight stand
And tenderly beckon you there, I know.

What care if your present path is bleak
And the shadows clutch at your garments' hem?
It 's over the way that your soul must seek
For the light that will ever banish them.

Just over the way of your dreams, my boy,
Are wondrous things for your eyes to see,
And wonderful paths to a world of joy
And the marvelous land of the Ought-to-Be.





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