In slumber their vibrance
joins yesterday, today and tomorrow.
As awake, plans full of imaginations filled with
romance, wealth, prosperity, happiness
pipe dreams, they are all pipe dreams
only to shatter in the bitter cold.
In there somewhere a drop
without greed, selfishness, falsehoods
based on strength and true substance
changes the flow down the pipe
concentrating one drop at a time
warming the surrounding environment to
becoming comfy, cozy, content.
Soon the long hollow shaft smoothly guides
no longer frozen and jaded
willing to allow a more pure filtered sustenance.
These resulting dreams no longer
rot with bubbles of impossibility
but are refined out of reality
flexible enough to satisfy all.

-Jennie Nawrocki