In the midst of a dream
Upon waking
I fumble for a pen
to write my dream
into being
As I write the sun responds
Climbing over the horizon
it rises
bursting light hovers
o’er the diamond waters
while I struggle to
hold on to this dream
to keep it alive
It begins to fade
More and more
Until
It is gone
Never to be duplicated
Never to be experienced again
Never remembered.
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