||Bring me all of your dreams,
Bring me all your
That I may wrap them
In a blue cloud-cloth
Away from the too-rough fingers
Of the world.
~Langston Hughes (1902-1967)
February is only the second month of the year but it has always felt like I’m wrapped up in a fluffy, warm comforter. There’s something about this month of hearts and flowers, presidents and the groundhog that makes me feel safe, cozy and peaceful.
Maybe that is why I chose this poem by Langston Hughes who was born this day in 1902. It reminds me of sunny February days where the blue of the sky is dotted by puffy white clouds and fresh fallen snow blankets the land, a natural comforter of sorts. Protecting our dreams, insulating us from the harshness of the world, if but for a brief time.
That is the essence of February, to me.