Vision

As I lay on the ground, a single blade of a leaf strokes my cheek

and I see particles of dust peacefully twirling in the air

When the balmy summer breeze changes its course

the shining dust lands in my hand

The sleeping clouds get moving,

letting the blazing sun’s rays

cling to my porcelain face, that absorbs the torrid heat

of the midday sunlight

The sudden brightness makes my eyes close,

but I don’t see darkness, I see sparks

As I try to focus on a single spark,

all of them slowly come together

and create a picture

***

A little girl is running in the park

playfully chased by geese

reaching their long necks for the bread

she holds in her hand

They try to steal a piece

with their beaks

She runs towards a tree

and climbs on the lowest branch

throws the bread on the ground

and watches them eat

When she jumps back down

she falls onto the grass

and laughs

As she runs towards me

she stops in a dandelion field, amazed

Tall, short, thick, thin

they are all trying to reach the sky

She carefully picks up the tallest one

and places it in my palm

As I smell the sweet flower, she starts to laugh

takes the dandelion from my hand

and does the same

Yellow dust colours the tip of her nose

she comes to me

and throws herself into my arms

***

I relax

with the image of a happy child

on my mind

when a movement in my belly forces me

to sit up and open my eyes

I place my hand on the bumpy side

smile and whisper

‘I feel hope for you, my child

I’ll do whatever I can

to make this world a beautiful place

I’ll make sure you could be a scientist

a politician, a president, a mother

and the wages will be fair

I’ll make sure there will be cute polar bears in the Arctic

and no chickens packed in cages

and no pollution coming from the factories

and no bushfires burning the eucalyptus trees

***

I feel hope in every decision we make

because now I know

I don’t have to fix everything on my own

in this fight

I’m not alone.’