fresh air flowing through
the salty ocean sea breezes, see
far away my senses
on the other side of reality,
making all seem
making me,
calm, on the gusts
of the storms blackest
thrusts. I reach inside spread my
imaginary wings caw out my temporary beak,
soar above the mountains and seas earthbound,
I am the breeze,
I am wide open,
to the receptive arms,
when I come down,
you greet
me with.