Hand in Hand

dream in hand

A dream was held in the palm of her hand

She could see it

She could feel it

An ethereal wind blew across her brow

She breathed the dream in.

It became part of her.

Like blood and bones

Breath and movement.

Every day since,

Good times or bad,

She and the dream,

Now her reality,

Danced together.

Hand in hand

Embracing life.

Joy manifested.


By Deborah E. Dayen

Picture from Favim.com via Google Images

2 responses to “Hand in Hand

  1. Wait a minute. Is this a dreaming, blowing wind, breathing, reality, dancing or manifesting poem?
    I get so confused by all this universal love stuff.
    Please just let Karma do her thing! 2020 out

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