When you look up at the sky into the clouds...you know that anything, really anything, is possible...because the clouds themselves are miraculous...
It’s a dream by Olav H. Hauge is one of my favourite poems as it speaks of the hope of what the future may hold...
It's the dream we carry in secret
that something miraculous will happen,
that it must happen –
that time will open
that the heart will open
that doors will open
that the mountains will open
that springs will gush –
that the dream will open,
that one morning we will glide into
some little harbour we didn't know was there.