Dreams

Soggy, shredded, moist from the most recent deluge of rain a log fallen and seemingly lifeless and rotting, instead it sits like a cave on a plateau, high above the denseness of the earth, the forest floor. In it, new growth takes hold and life begins. Life in a most unlikely place.

When I look at this it gives me courage. It makes me think that anything is possible. It gives me hope that my dreams will come true.

May life sprout. May it take hold in a dark cold wet place within you and give you courage. May your dreams come true.