La poesía que aquí habita

I saw you walking dressed in black
Wearing shadows like a cloak on your back.

I saw you holding the hand of your nightmares
Always so brave with no seconds to spare
In your quest of joy, purpose and liberty
Beautiful goals for those who feel deeply.

And now I see you believing in yourself
Designing your own happiness and wealth
Relentlessly and with the kind of dignity
That builds worlds & wonders silently.

I see you, you see me and we will see others
Builders, lovers, questioners and believers
Those who find the courage
to always be dreamers.