Shore for Dreams

© By Linsey C. Harris

Leaves of green turn to shades of brown,
Then leave their stems just to flutter down.
Smells of the sea join the evening breeze
As newborn stars start to fill the trees.

With blanket underneath and the sky above,
I wonder why it is I never fell in love.
Silence speaks though my tongue retreats,
And dew lays thick on my hands and feet.

The sky grows gray like the thoughts in mind,
And I look back at the road I've just left behind.
Fire brims the surface of a waking land,
It overflows across the sky, the trees, my face and the ocean's sand.

The roars of waves reach an ultimate high,
And a seagull wakes with its screeching cry.
I stretch my arms and brush my eyes clear of sleep...
Undreamt dreams are what I wish to keep.

But I gather my blanket and wrap them safely inside,
Like the sand on my feet, I let my longing for them slide.
As I walk back toward the road I see others running past.
The clouds they kick up in the air never last.

But no one ever stops running just to lie on that sand--
To escape from the world and hold our dreams in our hand.