Copyright © Christine Burns 1994, 96
I dreamed a dream ... and it happened Reached up for the stars ... and took hold Swung hard on the tiller of destiny And altered the course that unfolds But when that impossible happened I could not believe it was true For though mountains had crumbled to dust clouds It took many more years to see through And now that the dust pall has settled When the time's come to ponder the view I can see the resistance to changing Drew its substance from me, not from you