Monday, June 1, 2015

The Dream in my Heart

The dream in my heart is calling to me
In a voice like a soft, morning breeze
Speaking of promises longed for
Through light brushings of love. 

It all comes down to this moment
When I am braced for the hope within
When the beating races the blood through my mind
When I know all at once it's here. 

It's not by chance I found you
It's not by strength I've held on
It's by the sheer knowledge that this is it
And knowing once it's gone, it's gone. 

I open my fist in the cool morning air
And hope, like a feather, catches flight
Lifting from my hand is this treasure
That just for moment was mine

Dancing in the bright morning sunlight
Is a dream I once dared to dream 
I close my fist against the emptiness
I turn my back on the sun. 

1 comment:

Anonymous said...

Sister Boulet ........How inspiring to know you are still encouraging and sharing your talents with the world. Loved this it speaks volumns. I use to follow you on EA. Blessings DHJ