Facilitator Of A Dream

When my clear skies
Were occupied by clouds
The monotony mixed with
Irrational thinking kicked in

When rejection exchanged her vows
You were their holding faith
Like a dose of penicillin
to a wounded Soldier
in need of relief

Yes, you made a bridge out of
The torn pieces of my soul
Somehow you convinced
The sun to shine once more

You took the weight on my shoulder
And offered me shelter from
The world that swallowed me up
And spit me out like spoiled milk

Yes, thank you is what most would say
But this isn’t typical hospitality
It’s more like a miracle
In the last minute

I asked my pen to
Make words into symphonies
For the guy with the plan
When all other ideas failed

You know who you are
But if you need a clarification
You’re the facilitator
Of the dream
That still makes me smile