From Dreams to Soaring
My back was to an ocean
Eyes squinting the burning sun
And your wave came so unexpectedly
Crumbling what was foundation
It pulled me underneath
With warm frothy breath
Propelling me to exaltation
Pulling into deep wet sand
For just a moment, scared and breathless
I was lost in the relenting current
But then anchored in assurance
I broke the surface flying
I soared into greatness
Where dreams contemplate
Where dreams are dreaming
And I drift between the wake
Inhaling, I succumb
To a reality in your eyes
Blanketed in their warmth
Reflecting words that wish
Of once finding meaning
With a wanting for nothing
What we share at no end
Revolving through time
-Nick Braxton
