The Memory of Dreams

Along the gray shore at dawn

Did I find the remnants

Of imagination, an abundance of

Fragments, shards and sorrows

From across existence, here

Strewn along the shore of memory

Before the endless ocean of

Eternity

…

I took to sea on a ship of

Ephemerality, floating lightly

‘Midst the persistence of

Humanity

…

Hand in the water, I feel the

Sting of what remains

Of others’ dreams, I scoop

Them gently in my palm

Small sparkles of consciousness

Illuminating an unseen past

Called home by lights of shore

I abandon the memory of dreams