Paradise

I had a beautiful dream.
I saw a road with yellow light
and I took it.

I walked against a sea breeze

where the ocean sparkles
against gold rocks and white sand

where I lied my head for a while

wondering where I'd been

and where you are now.

If there was ever

a time to laugh at illusions

it was this.

I searched for a face

in the cumulus pillows of the sky

but I never found it.

And realized all I see is gone—
one day, here,
the next, forgotten.

I am paralyzed and free

a reincarnated soul.

You were there

in the clouded paradise

with your metallic streams of hair.

You were merely a vision

swept into a fantasy,

of what was lost. 

I saw a flock of seabirds crying

showing me the way home.

They whispered

a slow voice

calling me back.

So I dragged my feet away

with a flaming picture of you.