You don’t climb a mountain shouting You map the hill before you rise Every step begins in silence In the theatre behind your eyes What you practice, body remembers What you picture, hands can find Dreams aren’t magic falling downward They’re rehearsals of the mind You don’t beg the world to give it You train your nervous system first Predict it like you really mean it Feel it settle in your bones Practice till it feels part of you Like a place you’ve always known If you want it, start becoming Long before the moment calls Dreams succeed at last, my friend When the brain rehearses it all Every failure was a lesson Every stumble tuned the song Every “no” adjusted timing Not a verdict you were wrong Hope is not a loud announcement It’s a rhythm you repeat Quiet wins are built in private Before they're dancing in the street You don’t fight the wave — you study the tide You don’t chase the sun — you search inside You don’t force tomorrow’s door You’ve walked that hallway lots before Predict it like you really mean it Let the future feel rehearsed Practice peace in mind and body Till the fear has lost its thirst You don’t push the dream to happen You align, adjust, refine And when it shows up in the daylight You just smile — “Ah yes… that’s mine.” Predict it like you really mean it You've walked this way before.
