Jaye Marie and Anita Dawes

Photo: Amitai Asif

In the slowest hour of the night

She came in robes

Of dreams

To weave the nearest future

Into light.

She swished along the desert

Roads that only

Deepest yearnings

Take

And whispered:

It shall be.

You’ll find the path

To follow when you

Wake.

For the d’Verse challenge: Harbinger