Softly touched, swimming quietly among each
a calming thought, revising memories of
what was a dream, a fairy tale?

Though, it has blown far away
across the ocean somewhere in another
place, hidden far inside and uncharted
island.

Strange how something seemed so real, was
never real at all, only dreams appearing
to be a magical journey without
explanation.

Dreams never last long, they have away
in drifting far, upon awakening,
sad, how they seem to have a special
magic, making an unreal thing seem so
realistic.

Still, the magic never leaves reality, as
we gaze upon sunrise, sunsets, starry
heavens, always changing, our treasured
journey, not a disillusionment, only
a passionate fling with life as it is
our miracle.


By DerenaBree
© 2019 DerenaBree (All rights reserved)