Whispered Wanderings

I believe that hope still lives,
as long as there are dreamers.
The dreams we dream
in our fertile imaginations,
plant magical seeds of change
that one by one, take root.

Nourished by tears and
sweat from fevered brow,
they sprout green and strong
each adding another little light
to combat the darkness
of our world. And we must never
doubt the power
of those lights as they rejoin:
Peace will overcome fear,
and we will stand together in love.

If you can dream,
then you still have hope –
may your hope be shimmering starlight
that illuminates your road
as you find your way Home.

klm
11/24/24