I imagined once a pelican floating down a muddy river
Her graceful neck and white feathers brilliant in the morning sun
Peacefully gliding
A picture of purity and silence against the turbulent water that moved her
I dreamt of green deciduous trees and evergreens lining the water’s edge
Dark and full
A canopy of refuge for the lone dragonfly
Iridescent and translucent
A moving contradiction
Darting and hovering in lush shade
In my mind’s eye I envisioned 7 crows
Assembled in loose formation
Picking their breakfast from the dewy grass
Their open mouths the color crimson
Their black eyes watching and wondering
Like dim solders in their regimental best
They marched
I carefully planned the flower
Every detail
Her delicacy and frailty a sign of promise
Blooming in the summer heat
Her deep roots cool
Her minuscule petals fresh
I named her beauty
The shy insignificant spider
I hoped for him
To create a masterpiece of geometric design
Perfect line and space
Art and function in tandem
Feeding soul and body
Reflecting light in the shadows
The furry creatures
Nervous and bursting with energy
Their twitching tails and chattering mouths in constant movement
I pictured their tenacity
Their drive and persistence
As they gathered food and stored it away for the inevitable season of naught
All this I anticipated
Not just for myself but to share
I spoke and it came to be
So now to you who has noticed this magnificent creation
Tell me your dreams and I will show you endless possibility
Shezza Ansloos 