As our mute dawn spreads
Dreams like flight's feathers of white
Sweep our morning hour.
--C.
A reflection:
To lead a dream through into reality is to fill a theater for your most glorious acts to come.
--C.
As our mute dawn spreads
Dreams like flight's feathers of white
Sweep our morning hour.
--C.
A reflection:
To lead a dream through into reality is to fill a theater for your most glorious acts to come.
--C.