I stood at the gates with flowers in my ear....
waiting.......
knowing that it would happen....
the walk, with fifteen children....onto a fabled fort....
which was not a fort at all...it was HOPE
and HOPE we had in abundance....
we hitch-hiked, climbed trucks, huddled into unknown vehicles,
on that magical night.......
it was dark but our faces shone...radiant with secrets...
the unbearable excitement made the children sleepy.....
what an adventure!.....
they speak of it loudly even now,your name synonymous with mine!
we speak of it silently in our dreams.......
