Pliabilities

A Question About Dreaming

What happens to a dream?

Does it fade into obscurity
like a doused campfire in the wind?
Or does it solidify like a traced-over line
and then emerge solid to the touch?

Does it tickle into hope like wishes
or melt into the ocean
like an ice cube lying in the glare of the hot summer sun?

Maybe it just trickles
like a waterfall in tepid heat

Or does it last forever
in the heart of she who conjured it?

(I wrote this after reading Langston Hughes' "A Dream Deferred" and followed the same format.) Linked to Open Link Night @ dVerse</a>. At first I thought it might not fit in with Brian's thoughts on Monday and then it occurred to me... doesn't change always start with a dream?