we listen to our dreams. They drift away,
fraying at the edges until our eyes open to
reality. Keeping sounds low, home stirs
awake. Sleepy chirping of birds, uncertain
weather rattles window panes or the silence
of a rising sun suggests whether to shiver or
be glad. Cars and trucks shush by, garbage
trucks rumble down alleys, and passenger
laden buses bustle and wheeze. With the
steady tick of the clock, voices grow busier,
laughter bubbles til at days end, family
sounds take their places wrapped up in screens and sitcoms. Pillowed dreamtime returns and still we listen. But how much have we heard?
“Everybody has 24 hours and the question is, what do you do
with your 24 hours? That’s what makes everybody equal.”
~ Stedman Graham,
educator, author, businessman, public speaker
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