A wave
Crashing on the inconstant shore of dreams
Searches for a place to lay
And rest its gentle fingers on the soul.
Invading every pore,
Annihilating all defense,
Feeling free and falling,
Sliding into eternity,
Faster than a wink.
Impeding the will to run and hide.
Allowing one to feel and think
With absolute freedom.
2/27/02