Unrealistic

I am just a fool

with my starry eyes gleaming 

eating my breakfast of myths

and making air castles

in my mocha latte

believing in things 

that aren’t true 

same as the rest of you.

Someone has to want

to save our little corner

of the world

so what if it’s me

it isn’t brainless naïveté speaking 

I’m watching that dark road

through the forest of thorns

and going in anyway.

Yes I am always imagining 

and driving everyone along 

but I’ve been doing it

since I learned to speak 

generosity has repaid me 

time and time again

I want to keep paying it back.

What if we all sat around

honoring each other’s 

dreams and ambitions 

instead of saying 

why nothing will work 

what if we were all

foolish for a day

and let the universe

comfort us until

we could believe 

in miracles.