My Escape
We all have longings that permeate our minds,
Call them fantasies, call them dreams.. they are there;
Scenes played out in our imaginations many times o’er,
Taking us away from realities we’re called to bear.
I, in my longings, walk along the ocean’s edge.
The cool spray falling on my uplifted face;
My footprints disappear just as quickly as my dreams
Washed away, I watch them vanish without a trace.
I dream of the foam, swirling softly around my ankles,
Becoming entangled in seaweed...it quickly withdraws;
The ocean smell invades my nostrils, as my breathing
Becomes deeper, my inner being soothed by it’s laws.
No other place on earth, in my mind, would suffice,
Than where God’s great power is so evidently seen;
The mighty ocean beckons to me, time after time, and
Returning, my mind becomes renewed, once again.
All dreams must end, I lock them away in my heart,
Until the next time I allow them to have full rein;
When life becomes stale, and I need to be refreshed,
I will escape to my ocean, and my dreams once again.
Twilah