Awaiting Dreams

She waits for dreams,

closing her eyes

and attending

as her mind

replays the day,

releasing a long

sigh as images

with snippets

of conversations

slowly roll by,

and then she

prays over faces

she remembers,

settles her heart

just as waves

of weariness carry

her into a heavy

desire for sleep,

so she relaxes

into the lull and luxury

of imagination, where 

all that is possible

appears under pristine 

blue skies and endless

fields of green,

where wildflowers

grow as tall as trees,

where pain, joy,

and memory merge

into the awaiting

world of serenity,

and she drifts within

the infinite space

of dreams.

—C.L. Fisher, July 2021

Unless otherwise indicated, all content, including writing and images, are the work of C.L. Fisher and may not be copied, used, or distributed without permission.

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