Now is the time for wishes and dreams,
for spinning your hopes and casting
your seeds. Let them fly. Toss them
to the sky, believing. Let them sail
along the secret trails that destiny
weaves through the seasons and times.
Let them go. Then sleep your winter sleep
my child, until wonder wakes you in a land
of warmth and fragrant green, where birds
float to music and all your best wishes
come true.