Awakening
Miracles happen like this
when no one’s looking,
upsetting the natural order
she went through a hole
in the wall into another
world, with another horizon,
another sky, bright blue.
The miracle doesn’t fade
when the dreamer awakens,
but lives on in the bright
blue idea, upsetting,
uplifting, awakening.
Copyright © Barbara Cotter | Year Posted 2008
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