Where the possibility of joy is hidden, I pray it reveals itself to you.

When love is reaching and searching for you, I pray it finds you open.
I pray the moments of recognition, and so new friendship, are yours this day,
and that the deepening of a love you already hold continues.

Dreams become reality,
when intentions woven and released on the wind,
rise up as offerings into the atmosphere.
Held gently in mind while they travel the byways,
encouraged by our prayers to find their destination,
alighting quietly and gracefully with a gossamer touch,
and someone thinks, "yes this, I feel this," and dreams become reality...