The Castle of Our Dreams

Practicing what my soul says to the heart, I follow the poetry that forms a long road in my life.
Sometimes on asphalt roads that seem a rug with inspirational words.
Sometimes on dirt roads that keep relics of dreams and yearnings experienced or desired as plates billboards yards in meters.
But I know the distance or not, another will converge along my road and instead of roads, fly together to the horizon where it is finally waiting in the castle of our dreams.