Danielle N. Calhoun

RIDING ON DREAMS

She walked to the window expecting a dream
shimmering in front of her on velvet angels wings,
a steed of regal beauty stared her in the eye:

She reached out and touched it

thoughts and feelings long since past
came rushing back as sands in an hourglass

backwards through time
the images in her head

filling her heart with feelings
she forgot she had

She fell upon her knees weeping
wishing she was still dreaming

but when she opened her eyes
the steed stood there
shinning like a beacon

She grasped its silken hair
sitting upon its back
they flew up into the night

She did not look back