She Makes Dreams Come True — poem by Alexandra Gold

She Makes Dreams Come True

She Makes Dream Come True

The day she started to write the next chapter
Was the day that the magic began
When the story she was writing was meant to inspire
Synchronicity stepped into the plan

The space she created where she had let go
Was filled up with dreams and desires
More than that she was filled up with motivation
All the energy that she did require

She knew that the tale had to be for those living
Without the strength or the courage to see
The abundance of life and the dream of creating
And the magic of what’s meant to be

So writing the lines became second nature
Her dreams lived as she spelt out each word
Inside her the fire and excitement grew bolder
Inspiring her story be heard

She wrote of the passion
She wrote of the glory
She wrote about living her dream
By giving her heart and her soul and her action
She was loving her life to extreme

In the cycle of dreams and desires and commitment
In the cycle of give and receive
Her duty was kindness, compassion and loving
To make all her skeptics believe

Her wand it was covered in glitter and sparkle
Her spear it was covered in jewels
Her armour was made from the wings of the angels
Her ball gown was made with silk spools

In living her dream, embodied with laughter
With smiles and good heartedness pure
She was giving those dreams in her very nature
To those watching her from every door

She sprinkled her hope on those who were hurting
She sprinkled her love on those sad
She sprinkled her heart on those desperate and needy
She sprinkled action on those ready to start

Her chapter was pretty and full of the magic
That makes life worth living again
And writing the book and indeed the next chapter
Is enough to keep writing no end

So if you want to make dreams come true for the future
If you want to make them come true for today
Start writing your dreams and start taking action
The magic starts when you begin, the same day

These poems are from She Is Healing – for women finding their way back to themselves.

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