Dream Catcher

I've reached for the silhouette of a daydream
so many times, yearned in sweet misery
for the relief that comes when a star seems just within reach,

like the sun to a drooping flower,
honey to a bumble-bee,
like a breeze on a summer day,
rain's soft kisses on fallen autumn leaves,

an endless thought in motion
through a safari of forgotten dreams,
a wish sent up stuffed in a cloud to the moon,
drifting, floating, dangling out of reach ... just beyond the trees.