…of dreams

In the star infused crystal shimmered waters
of the meandering night, I am slowly drifting
in the silken waters of shoreless rivers
here in the darkness, as alone as the sea
time flows unseen in the depths of slumber
lost in the winding currents of my own mind
murmurs and echoes of memories and dreams
ebb and flow like the tides
in this soft oblivion of a world without time
nothing is real, yet all is possible
I feel myself drifting, breaking free from the tides
and I glimpse a distant shore
then caught in the currents, once more I disappear
into the deep pool of dreams
© Ann Bagnall