Reading the Future

Look at my hand

in my palm lies

the lines of fate

I will read them to you

and tell you

what is in our future.

I know that I am

the dreaming one

always off in the distance

lighting fires

but I want there to be

a great deal of burning

to keep out

the darkness.

Now that I am free

again

we are going to

make wonderful things

poems and paintings

and embroidered belts

fit for kings and queens

and magicians.

I will show you

the line of visions

on my palm

and ask

do you trust me

to reach into the fire

of the future

because there is magic

waiting there for you too.

Now that the blindfold

is off

I can see again

all the gifts

inside each of us

and mine is collaboration

I weave threads

that we may be stronger

together

when we build something

great.

Give me your hand

and I will tell you

about the magic inside

ready for flowering

even in the winter.