Follow A Dream

It was mystical.
A bit magical.
Maybe a little radical.
Yet it lit up her soul.
The very fact of doing it.
Achieving it.
Dreaming of it.
Made her feel whole.
Was it going to be as enjoyable
Once it was achieved?
Maybe it would satisfy
The following of her dream.
Yes, it would satisfy.
The accomplishment.
The dream.
It would satisfy,
And lead to more dreams.

Love and blessings, đź’• Carrie

Fox

You visit me in dreams. 
Bushy tail.
Grinning face.
Mysterious, yet joyful.

Most see you as a trickster, a prankster,
a figment of imagination.
You are but a breath at times.
Bounding through our lives.
Chasing the chickens.
Upheaving my life.

Other times, you appear in shadows.
Murky images in my mind.
I blink and find you were imagined.
Yet, the trail cam captured you perfectly.
Posing as if you were on vacation.
Perhaps you were.
Visiting a relative.
How would I know.
You drift by so infrequently,
you might not be the same.