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Reduced to tears,
She sits in the center of a hallway.
Trying, with all of her strength,
To let go of a dream.
Clinging to the hope of its fulfillment,
Not understanding the reality of its death.

Have you ever had to bury a dream?
Have you experienced the pain of
Knowing the tomorrow you so longed for
Would never come to pass?
Through a small window, she watches
As a young blue jay delicately balances
On the branch of a tree.
A message, from One completely other,
Floods into her soul:

     Do not worry about tomorrow, for I, My child,
     Am already there. Do not grieve the death
     Of your dream as an ending,
     But as an invitation to new life that only death can bring.

Closing her eyes, she wipes away the tears,
Inhaling deeply like a child newly born.

This poem © Kevin Walker. Published September 2013.
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