*( A wish emerging from darkness to light. Wishes don’t die, they just hibernate.)
I ride the tides of change with a wish in my back pocket. A Hawaiian dream floating in the ethereal space of time. Years turn to decades until synchronicity flashes me a grin. I open my gift that’s been hibernating, almost forgotten. Soon I’ll be packing my bags and smiling with wonder.
Wish in back pocket
Heralding future magic
Crystallized seed smiles