I Dream the Dream

The sparse wind of weak breath exhales across the shoreline, as the breeze follows its path toward the unknown, leaping further into what lies ahead. The sky, a cornercopia of color streaked across the canvas, with each hue blending into another. Waves crash as they serenade all interested in listening; aiding in the pleasurable experience and encouraging a future return. As the clouds start to vanish, the light keeping this dream intact fades fast. Holding on remains an elusive challenge.