Dare To Dream

Finding one infinitesmall piece of ground salt, 

as it swiftly hobbles along carrying dreams of endless light. 

Don't let there be sorrowing scissors as another salt grain leaps a pit 

of the never ending of the pounding on a roof. 

A moment when salty seaweed is getting pulled back by a fiasco of force, 

then the ocean gives in and the next wave clatters the sand and the stretched seaweed 

disolves to bubbles of sweet peaches.

 Running to the top of a city, but I looked and saw green scales, 

my feet felt like sinking in quick sand, then the burning sensation of my melting boots 

stuck in tar.

Decisions made a purple bus that floated over puddles of soft pudding. 

Then staring at the hills of farms, as a hay bail crackled into an animals den. 

My feet hit the dusty ground and I ran. A sound behind me like boulders breaking was following me. I turned my head, but my body collided with the dirt. My face  turned brown as I lay in complete silence. Suddenly I jumped up, as if my heart had turned off for a second, then right back on.

Though I tried to move my legs faster, it seemed like time had slowed down around me 

and I was swimming in oil. Then I trudged into a scratchy cement brick wall 

and came stumbling out the other side, this time swimming in easy thin water.

 I found myself walking through a familiar green grass patch, the smell of daisies at my nose.

  

I sat on a cake colored bridge and watched the clouds, until the day I touched them.