Poem – Wisdom Glows Like a Patina

You walk on the dreams of those that have passed this way.
Walk carefully with reverence and allow their dreams to covey.
Too often, we do not see the fairy that holds our hand.
Too often we do not notice those at our back that help us to stand.

Forces of love and fate help us to hold our ground.
When there are those that want to destroy what we have found.
The longing for souls who have departed this time.
To find completion from their own desperate climb.

Can become a part of our path that we walk as well.
Dreams do not die, they just fall in the great well.
Because of you those dreams can merge and come alive.
If we are willing to discover while we strive.

In the future when your hair has become a silver sheen.
I hope you will look back on all of your dreams.
I hope you see that with a gentle stare.
Many dreams were given a chance to be shared.

What we learned and who we have become.
Glows like a patina underneath another’s thumb.
And as beauty still glows out of your eyes.
You will see that the sorrows have created many a surprise.

~Suzanne Wagner~