all of us humans dream
& a few of us dream
like angels
some few of us dream
how the world should be––
can hold a piece of future
in their hands
& mold it between their fingers
their spirits step lightly
over the threshold
from now to years to come
to show our inner eyes
a vision of beautiful possibility
& free our minds
to care
they help us find
a north star of hope within ourselves
to guide us day & night
& help us share
it has been said
that one of them is leaving
our presence
she comes & goes
where there is suffering
to do what she can
to make things well
with love
yet she will never be distant
because she touched
our hearts
& we, in turn,
touched hers