We Are The Music Makers And The Dreamers Of Dreams

We are the music makers,
And we are the dreamers of dreams,
Wandering by lone sea-breakers,
And sitting by desolate streams;—
World-losers and world-forsakers,
On whom the pale moon gleams:
Yet we are the movers and shakers
Of the world for ever, it seems. ----Arthur O’Shaughnessy (1874)

I first came across this work while I was on the toilet of Hunter College. I kid you not. Someone wrote the first 2 lines on the bathroom stall. It initiated a whole conversation with other students. I took a picture of it. I think it's on my facebook mobile uploads. I'm not sure how I found this poem. I probably just stumble across it. Here I was thinking this student was a genius with the profound thought that "we are the music makers and we are the dreamer of dreams". They get credit for passing that along, nonetheless. It is true. We dream the dreams and we make the music. WE are what makes the world, and our own world, exist. By creating, by thinking. Once we cease to do that, we have nothing.
Now, putting it out for all to see, is the hard part. You can think and create all you want but if no one sees it, then is it worth it?
You have to get it out there--like Arthur and the Hunter student. I would've never known this poem existed if it wasn't for the someone who put it out there.

What are you waiting for?