Capturing Wishes

21 Dec

As kids, my sister called dandelion fluff “wishes” – and to this day I still refer to them (and other fluffs) as wishes.

I walked into an abandoned shed the other day, just to poke around, and found this: a giant wish catcher.

Wish Catcher

Every heart sings a song, incomplete, until another heart whispers back. Those who wish to sing always find a song. At the touch of a lover, everyone becomes a poet.

Wish Catcher

One must not wish first to understand and then to feel.  Art does not tolerate Reason.

Wish Catcher

What we need is not the will to believe, but the wish to find out.


What wishes would you catch, if you could?


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