In her own time, in her own mind, she can be finally free.
Closing her eyes and retreating into a world of infinite possibilities becomes her daily escape.
It is here she utters words that refuse to pass her lips and find form. This is where she can become the person she dreams to be. A warrior of her own heart, marching to a beat that sustains her cherished life.
Questions are always present. Why can I not be this person in my waking world? Why does my strength flee in fear when confrontation battles me? Where do I hide?
Opening her eyes she sees the evening light disappear, the blanket of a dark starry night will cover what is left of the day.
‘Tomorrow will come, a day will happen and my dreams will still be there for me.’
‘There will be a time when I need not close my eyes to dream, what I foretell in my mind will be real’… she sighs.
Until then, tomorrow will waken the days, the nights will darken the land and the stars will shine.
My lady’s dreams will exist.
They are not really afraid and will not abandon her….they will wait, breath and live. Prepared for her destiny, she will be born again.