Shadows of Hope
Darkness of the night
illuminated only by the moon
causing visions
of crystalline branches
glowing in the shadows.
In those shadows
hope arises,
as diamond branches
form into slender fingers
grasping fantasies breathed
by the mistress moon.
Casting them down to earth
and borne into the sleep
of mere mortals
who yet dare to dream.
Visions flushed with
the glow of hope
for we are the makers
of destiny and the
fate of mankind rests
in our hands.
© 2006 "Dusted with Saffron" and "Phil Carcione"