• Jan Avellana

the dreamer


the dreamer dreams a thousand dreams

and then a thousand more.

by twilight

her silhouette frames the sky—

she is catching wonder.

an imperceptive twinkling

like a gleam of glitter

caught on a shaft of afternoon sunlight,

dust and shadows dance

and worlds upon worlds is her treasure.

then comes

the familiar odd aloneness,

she looks around,

the world goes ever on,

unmoved,

untouched,

but for the dreamer

she is ruined—

steeped,

transformed

by the magic of the ordinary.


~javellanahongo, @2020