Maker of Dreams

A-Muse-singing in trickles of words
to prime the pump of a torrent of meanings --
grasping at each one roiling into another
like Loves children to come in mutations of mercy
and endearing us to the charms of knowing
like a twirling Galaxy knows the humble dust
from which it’s many glittering Suns arise!

Wondrous is the time of diminishing
where we murmur lost in highlighted
memories meandering foolishly in lost time.
We thrive when dancing with our youth
who need our cautious wisdom
as we need their brave new world --
together our Hearts are ageless in wondrous awe!

Humility and homage put together in a comely way,
a celebration of finding Humanity in the midst of dire miseries.

A Brave New World comes of bits and pieces of the old;
you are the expected ones who shall break down
the Icons of excess and old world prejudices
to create the new, that's what we do!

I like Roses because they are Beautiful
and yet can protect themselves with thorns.
Their smell has properties that open up brain centers
and create feelings of Love; releases the hormone serotonin
which is a "monoamine neurotransmitter"
that aids in memory recollection and feelings of thriving!

         It speaks true of Loves light
that the giver is the maker of Dreams in the night!

Love's promise of lightening the load
and seeing one through to the other side of misery
with loyal equanimity and sweetness of Soul!
That is humanities lofty goal!