there is a dream in my heart....

home

have you ever hoarded your dreams...

fearful that if you shared them

someone might steal them...

even worse..we sometimes fear

we're not worthy of our own dreams.

so we quitclaim them to others...saying...

here...take my magic...

i won't be needing it...

and i'll even throw in the wand.

we fill our days writing to do lists...

and thinking up goals.

but dreams don't like to be analyzed...

they're not comfortable on the couch.

they prefer to take up residence in the heart...

where they can use ancient keys...

to unlock doors...

spilling liquid light of recognition...

into our sighs of relief...

when we realize...

we're home.

~marilyn maciel

i'm working on it.........