Jules Rolfe and Amy Souza

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Inspiration piece

On the Wings of a Wish
By Jules Rolfe


When you a wish on the glowing candles of your birthday cake,
on a dandelion puff, on a shooting star,
or on that first star you see tonight,
the wish takes wings to fly about and come true
Why are they secrets? Why won’t they come true if we share?

These whispered dreams echoed in silence
are telling a child to stop asking for help to tie his shoes
then kicking him for taking too long to get it right
or ripping the laces from his hands and gloating about how easily and fast
your nimble adult fingers have completed the task so impossible for a boy.
He becomes the adult who hides away, too afraid to do something new
or to fail with witnesses to his shame or to cry out in frustration.
So he kicks a child for not being fast and nimble enough to tie shoes

What would happen if we whisper our dreams out loud and wrote them down?
What if we raised our chins to the sky and shouted our wishes
to all the ears and the stars who would listen while
we puffed out cheeks and blew those candles and dandelion puffs?

What kind of wings would our shouted-out-loud wishes have?
They would multiply from single mosquito wings buzzing in our ears
to the swooping grace of double dragonfly wings high in the afternoon pine
and dipping low across the pond’s joyful reflection of the sky.
A new fairy would be born for every ear that hears a wish.

New wings of a wish would become the long-flighted albatross,
then the grace of a vulture gliding on the wind,
and the patience of blue heron’s hunt.
Some wishes would walk across the arctic as the arms of a penguin
frozen by the dawn that never comes and warmed by the sun that never sets.

Can you see it? Can you see? How the wings of our breath,
how the dance of the flame, how a scatter of dandelions,
how the light on a star all become our truth.


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  1. Posted December 5, 2015 at 6:50 am | #

    Love both parts of this! A beautiful, thoughtful response. Will return to reread – I know there’s more here than I can absorb in one reading.

  2. Posted December 7, 2015 at 3:42 pm | #

    beautiful! love this, both the photo and the poetry!

  3. Posted February 14, 2016 at 10:21 am | #

    Amy, this shot is a wonder. I trust it is in a gallery or museum. Extraordinary!