In our lives we see many things,
Many things ahead of us.
Many of these things we can ignore,
But there are some we want to do,
They become our dreams,
So in our mind we point to them.
But on so many occasions
We never reach them
And wonder why.
But when we think about it
We realise why we do not reach them,
Do not reach our dreams.
It is like pointing a finger,
Pointing a finger at the moon,
And all we see,
Is the finger.