transformed

one day you look down,

and the sun is shining up at you.




and then not too long after that,

you look up and it's something altogether new,

and it's granting you a wish.



as a child i did it... you probably did it too.

whether it was upon a shooting star

or the wispy seeds of a dandelion

or the tall, thin candles of your birthday cake...

you made a wish and believed it would come true.



now i'm an adult

and my wishing for things has vanished

along-side those weightless seeds

with that last forceful breath upon a feathery, white ball.



it's different now.

wishes have become longings.

prayers.

hope.



but my child-like faith remains.



and i still say the word from time to time.

in greetings...

"i wish you the best"

"warmest wishes"

"wishing you a lovely {insert word here }"

or in jest...

"i really wish i could..."


~ ~ ~


now i long and yearn for so many things...

oh, that it were that easy

to be granted the desires of your heart

by freeing every last seed

or dousing every last flame

with a single

breath.



this verse comes to mind.

"delight yourself in the LORD and he will give you

the desires of your heart." ~psalm 37:4

delight?

i can do that.

in fact, i want to.

i aim to.



wishing you a lovely day.

{oh, and i sincerely mean that... i'm not just saying it in jest.}