The spark between
Invites a dream
That I can't seem to hold onto past waking...

The depths of this
Holds promise and possibility beyond the wildest of imaginings
Rooted in the simplest of things

As we wade into the shallows...
Close to the shore that would save us...
Each inch a double dog dare...
We draw closer to the inevitable waves and unknowns of the deep
How far does the courage hold aim to pull...

Your feet?
My feet?
Your heart?
My heart?

Another moment...
We shall see...

Drawn by the infinite glory that may float just over the horizon...
Or find there is nothing there but more of the flotsam and jetsam we've always encountered on our journeys to the deep...

Another prize set inside the mouth of a dragon...

Shall we burn?