Air I Breathe

I am a child of many dreams. The waves that circulate. In the air. The wet, thick air. Around my body. Through my skin. Moist to the touch, when all seems to be, nothing more than a dream that I am dreaming. Here. Alone. In my mind. Catching the flowers, in the wind, as they are blown up. Uprooted. From the ground. All is found in a day, when the whispers fade, and only a gentle sound, remains. A voice. Far off. In the distance streets. The wet and vacant alley ways. Illuminated by a dream of light. Trickling down. From a fountain of light, perched in somewhere, high in the sky. A place, where no one can be found. The many dreams drift through me. In a reflection. In a puddle of water. That has collected near my feet. As I walk. Down this lonely street. Where am I to be? When the street keeps skipping along. Not knowing where I belong in this world of ours. At work. At play. The waves that circle, soak my skin. Begin to remind me of tears. Tears that I've spent. Like currency. For the lovers lost. The pain that must, just squeeze its way out. Be rung out from my clothes. The years, that saturate the mind. Heaven on earth. Heaven is so unkind for those who may not enter. Who dare not go near. To the pearly gates. The snowy plates, of clouds and song. That slide and shift. Here and there. Just as winter's edge creeps closer, in the air I breathe. For a time. For a space, I give all that I have wasted. On the deaths. On the rebirths. There was only one consciousness. One path that was worth taking. One moment, that was worth reliving. Here. In my mind. Where dreams roam, and burn alive. All the fascination, and love in kind. To take me from dream, and return me to my place, in this world around me. I can see the dreams loving. I can see the dreaming drifting. As I wake from my sleep. In slumber, to my keep in the arms of today. I will not let this fade. Take from me, the folly, the thought, the promenade of all the days gone by. For it is dreams that I am made of. And dreams shall I be. All through time. And on, into my memory.