Breathe a Dream
I breathe a dream into the air,
a sigh to lose my soul from care
this gentle ember, burning low,
seeks a silent sky from long ago.
and what to do in quiet hours,
borne on ease like summer flowers?
I think of stars, their distant light,
and dream my peace into the night.
Thank you for reading I appreciate your time. Many Blessings!
I literally just wrote a comment on someone else's Substack about allowing myself to reflect on the day that has passed and prepare for the one coming - to appreciate that stillness - and the next thing I saw was this poem.
I think that is a wonderful synchronicity.
A beautiful picture and poem. 💙
This is so beautiful. The imagery and the way the words dance across the page make me smile. It feels gentle, bright, and hopeful.