Hopes and Dreams….

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

 

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When Hope Seems Lost

 

When hope seems lost, it must be so,

for all attempts have failed up to this point.

You are breathless and holding on for dear life.

But then a spark of light shines ever so faintly,

on your broken and weary spirit.

With one last struggling breath,

through sticky sweat and salty tears,

you inhale as deeply as your lungs will allow.

Exhale whispers with sweet relief,

that there is hope ~ after all, it was never lost.

 

By Sylvia Porter-Hall