Chasing Again

riding the wave

a current of dreams

following all the wishes

dandelion fluff

blowing in the breeze

spreading the seeds

of dreams


glorious chances

dreams do come true

chasing again

the seeds of wishes



as it gets better and better

we move forward


chasing again

Dreams Are Possible

Follow the footsteps. Follow the  sound.

There is potential to lift off the ground.

There is tremendous power. The power to soar and glide.

Take the chance and opportunity. Touch the sky.

Enjoyment comes from within to light a path profound.

Gracing you with glory. The universe has one crowned.

Drenched In Stardust

She lay on the cool grass

Wrapped in dreams

Drenched in stardust

Lost in a moment

Solitarily moved to sink in the cosmos

Ride a dream to the out most edges of the world

To lay on the cool grass

Wrapped in dreams

Drenched in stardust

Echoing a lifetime

Of love

Looking Through The Stained Glass

She sat, cross legged.
The step was hard.
She barely noticed.
Focused on the colored light circling her legs.
Everything else disappeared.

Movement caught her eye.
There was something on the other side.
Standing fast. Moving forward.
She pressed her face to the clear panel.
The one in the corner of the intricate window.

Looking through a tiny square.
She saw it looking back at her.
Tall and lengthy. It stared back.
Smiling some, as if to ask,
Would you come and play with me?

She rushed down the steps.
Out the door in a blur of skirts.
Finding him staring up.
Looking for her.

Giggling. She asked. Will you come and play at last?
Grin splitting his face wide.
He jumped up, tail wagging high.
Tossing balls and chasing sticks.
They played forever, or so it seemed.
Until she woke from the dream.