Dawning

As I stirred, there was no car sound. No refrigerator knocks. No ball bouncing on the wall next door where the autistic child struggles to survive. Am I deaf? No. Suddenly, birds burst into their morning song. I leap out of bed and look out the window. What used to be the filthy sidewalk outside my building is pristine. The sky is a brilliant blue. Was it my night wish? I had dreamed I could promote love, stop war, and make the world a better place. Has it happened? And if so, how could it possibly be the literal realization of my dream?

After all these years, it was so simple. Just believe, wish, and dream. The rest is love.