Cursed
CURSED ARE THE BIRTHS
that make up their dreams
that never quite come true
except in their dreams
CURSED ARE THE DREAMS
that live for their birth
that wait to be fertile
yet accept not the dawn
CURSED ARE THE DAWNS
that refuse to shine brightly
that refuse to give birth
that refuse to grant dreams
BUT BLESSED ARE THE QUIETUSES
that accepted the unrealized births
that rejected lives bereft of dreams
that allowed mortal risks to dawn
appear. Dreaming small is OK. Find worth even in the crevices of life. That is a powerful message, told with exceptional skill. Bravo!
Ron