My fears run through my night time dreams,
my hopes fly with the wings of day.
Each morning is a willing choice:
held back by dark shackles,
or set free to fly into the light of day.
The choice is solely mine,
and I keep choosing every step of every day.
Today’s choices will unlock the visitors of the night.
yet I choose if I rent them space to stay
or gently, firmly wave them away.
My dreams fly through my nighttime sky,
my actions fill my days.
When fears transcended
fuel pure love,
new goals come into play.
© Inalize Cilliers
2021-02-04