782. Unfinished poem


I’m being gently rocked in dreams
Reality ripping at the seams
Stars collide and while you’re out of sight
In the distance I see a gentle light

When darkness takes over
I let the ship rock and hold on
The sea may be dark
And deep it is too

I still jump in
The water changes
It’s warm and clear
Shines like a crystal

I’ll float for a while
And then swim
Back to land...