paper

children's dreams take shape
In squares of paper
Folded and pressed,
Unfolded, folded,
And pressed again.

So much effort in the doing
And undoing

And so much faith

In the direction

And silence

That butterflies and swans,
Flapping birds and cranes

That will fly you from here
to their world

Live in children's hands
Who will tell you all about them
On the way home.