Floating wishes and crystal dreams,
illuminated by the earth’s moonbeams.
The bigger the hope, the brighter the gleam
A dream weaver’s desires, remain supreme.
With a deep inhale, hope is set in motion,
a special blend of the passionate potion.
Every new breath is carefully collected
in a bubble-like shell, so delicately protected.
A slow exhale puts it all in perspective,
singular thinking and introspective.
Some dreams are big and others small,
never ceasing to amaze and enthrall.
Dreams represent the human condition
while blossoming into the liveliest fruition,
For what one dreams is who they are,
the best intentions will raise the bar.
By Sylvia Porter-Hall