need me to tell you your dream is in motion?

Of course, it is coming. 
It is always coming; 
the change that you have sketched 
in detail and colour. The sketch 
that you constructed in the night, 
construction 
you made a blue space for,
space that you held on to
in your body. Every time you want something
other than what you have,
you set off a new chain of happenings,
swarming possibilities,
hot, necessary deaths. It is a glorious 
part of the things we do; 
the list-making, the almost, 
the planning, the nearly. You are made to want 
and want you will 
until your glorious ending. My wish for you
is that you are never done with the wanting.
I wouldn't wish The Answer on anyone I love.
There is no real knowledge 
without the process of discovery.
All the fearful nights bring you closer. 
You know this, 
yet you want to be done with them. 
You know this, and yet
you begrudge your learning time.
I do it too, but what is the use?
I found all my best things
inside the fire.