July 24, 2025

There are dreams that have passed and stayed. The dreams that stayed clung desperately like a lover unable to let go of her cold partner. The dreams that passed- faded like a bubble aware of the world. I talk not of dreams that dissolve in the wake of light but of those that flicker in rays of hope.  That often incessantly bellow even as you walk your daily life. How have we ignored it? How have I believed in it? How will you grasp it?