https://www.911digitalarchive.org/files/original/043b25a1a3274bec3a117a725fa6b38e.jpg 7a0b9c630626a365610ac570a96b4423 Dublin Core The Dublin Core metadata element set is common to all Omeka records, including items, files, and collections. For more information see, http://dublincore.org/documents/dces/. Title A name given to the resource HUF HINY Photo HINY Photo: Notes 35mm color slide-Towers of light as shot from below, surrounded by buildings, sign reading: The World. 4/17/02 HINY Photo: Submitted On Apr 18 2002 11:26AM HINY Photo: Category Towers of Light HINY Photo: Comment DREAMERS Dreamers are the architects of greatness. Their brains have wrought all human miracles. In lace of stone their spires stab the Old World's skies and with their golden crosses kiss the sun. The belted wheel, the trail of steel, the churning screw, are shuttles in the loom on which they weave their magic tapestries. A flash out in the night leaps leagues of snarling seas and cries to shore for help, which, but for one man's dream, would never come. Their tunnels plow the river bed and chain islands to the Motherland. Their wings of canvas beat the air and add the highways of the eagle to the human paths. A Godhewn voice swells from a disc of glue and wells out through a throat of brass, caught sweet and whole, to last beyond the maker of the song, because a dreamer dream. Your homes are set upon a land a dreamer found. The pictures on its walls are visions from a dreamer's soul. A dreamer's pain wails from your violin. They are the chosen few – the Blazers of the Way – who never wear Doubt's bandage on their eyes – who starve and chill and hurt, but hold to courage and to hope, because they know that there is always proof of truth for them who try – that only cowardice and lack of faith can keep the seeker from his chosen goal; but if his heart be strong and if he dream enough and dream it hard enough, he can attain, no matter where men failed before. Walls crumble and empires fall. The tidal wave sweeps from the sea and tears a fortress from its rocks. The rotting nations drop off Time's bough, and only things the dreamers make live on. ~ HERBERT KAUFMAN ~ 2002-08-21 15:05:16 911DA Item Elements describing a September 11 Digital Archive item. Status The process status of this item. approved Consent Whether September 11 Digital Archive has permission to possess this item. full Posting Whether the contributor gave permission to post this item. unknown Copyright Whether the contributor holds copyright to this item. unknown Source The source of this item. digital image Media Type The media type of this item. still image