Once I hid a dream deep in my heart-

A dream of love, healing, & art.

And many days I forgot why I was here;

I wondered around lost–in sadness and fear.

But the dream wouldn’t die

It kept crying for me–

Look here, listen up: 

You have reason to be.

Don’t lose faith now, child.  Your gifts are many.

Just because you are confused doesn’t mean you’re unwilling.

Shine where you can, love every day.

The dream in your heart will eventually play

A song you remember, a word or an ode

That unlocks the mystery

                                                  of

                                                         your deepest code.

I wrote this in 2013 while living in a cedar gingerbread cottage on Bainbridge Island, WA. I have always been a seeker. This poem was my expression of the quest. It helped to write it. Maybe there’s someone who needs to read it.