Once, I dreamt of stars blazing,
Sunrise burning,
Horizons beckoning.
Once, I dreamt of wild forests,
Soaring mountains,
Flowing rivers.
Once, the dream died.
No more stars.
No more forests.
Once, the dream became an echo,
The echo a memory,
The memory forgotten.
Once, the dream died.
But only once.
Now, the stars’ flame is renewed,
The trees whisper once more,
Horizons call out, “Come back.”
And this time,
I will listen.
Hi, I'm Lindsay Wardell!
I am a programmer, writer, and mother. I work as a Senior Software
Engineer at Mangomint. I write and talk about Elm, Vue, Vite, and other tools that I
enjoy learning about and using.