Awaken Dreams Fairy-tale cotton candy clouds Spun from my fingers As I whirled Twirled Mirror to mirror Kaleidoscoping into myriad maybes Enclosed pirouette echoes Wall Ceiling Floor Wall Alone. Fingers curl Hesitate Flick Glass crumbles Prismed endlessly for an instant Silver piles of dreams Cascade around through down Shoulders Eyes Ears Heart. Softly swirling possibilities shower silently And even here There are roses. Lynette Yorgey