Sea Dreams for M'lady Tara
The softly sighing sea it seems
surreptitiously alters dreams.
Subconsciously the ebb and flow
of surging tides which come and go.
Affects us adventitiously.
Almost as if by accident.
Awakening our sleeping souls
to strive for ever higher goals.
When wide awake we dare not try.
we wait until we are asleep.
To pursue dreams in which we fly
as though we are content to creep.
earthbound through every dreary day.
But sleeping listen to the sea
which tells us there’s a better way.
Because we are not meant to be.
Condemned to creeping sluggishly
along the surface of the ground.
In dreams we can triumphantly
spread our wings and fly around.
As freely as the restless sea
Acknowledging no boundary.
Imagination holds the key
unlocks the door and set us free.
The soft seductive murmuring
of breakers lapping at the shore.
Promote nocturnal wandering
to places we’ve not seen before.
We leave our bodies far behind
Enjoying the brief liberty
to seek and if we’re lucky find
A place which suits us perfectly.
Our bodies rest our minds do not.
Instinctively we know it’s true.
When morning comes we have forgot
and face the humdrum world anew.
According to our circumstance
Although some times we slip into
some kind of daydream semi trance.
Though you may not I know I do.
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poem by Ivor Or Ivor.e Hogg
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