She Dreamed Herself A Rose

One summer evening
the kind where the breeze blows through 
open windows
and
white sheers dance a hypnotic dance…
she dreamed a dream
moon peeking 
eyes squinting
blue-black sky 
star splattered canvas
lulling her
to the never-never place
tree branch scritch-scritching
the roof
 night time melody
toad symphony
wait
shh.
eyes heavy
satisfied,
gently squeezing tight 
shutting out the day 
and dancing curtains
her body still
window sill
witness
as she took root from seed and grew
small
but unafraid
ever reaching 
upward
toward light
unseen
but still known
trusting the light
budding
blooming
blossoming full
she became the rose
awakened to morning
dew kisses –
she dreamed herself a rose
and became the beautiful flower
glorious
radiant
bringing smiles 
and joy
 to all who
 came into her presence
and in her season
she was known
to have grown
from the small
skyward
from earth 
into the unknown
all the way
to Heaven.
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Published by enthusiasticallydawn

Dawn Paoletta is a life enthusiast who loves to juggle words, chug coffee, and journal excessively. You can find her gathering stones on the beach most mornings. She enjoys hanging out with her hubby, daughter and family pets in Narragansett, RI and shares her passion, poetry and prose @Enthusiastically, Dawn.

5 thoughts on “She Dreamed Herself A Rose

  1. love that last stanza….dreamed herself a rose and grew to heaven…there is magic in it…but also hope…and i think it comes back to what we dream of ourselves…how we see ourselves makes all the difference…

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  2. This is lovely. It's true we can live our dreams :)I love the way this is displayed … it aids reading like you speaking it.Tigerbrite

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