the day moves refreshingly slow
dissipating for good my urban woes
as the tree branches romantically arch
shading my high-ceiling cabana.
Sea and sky meet in an effervescent horizon
creating varied hues of deep blues,
as my thoughts wander off beyond the shores
bringing me farther out to stray between voluminous islands
and taking me deeper down to the ocean of Timelessness
but in my heart...
the Dream is no closer than the waves are to the sea.
Will I die with it?
As I have lived for it?
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