Silver Dreams
May 3rd, 2008 by Richard Cockrumthe silver moon glides
it’s silent path through the night
the sun hides as dreams
shape the day to come. futures
are lived and discarded. time
a lake we dive in.
not a river, not a stream,
an ocean. we dive
here. we dip cautiously there.
we taste the moments, then choose.
we wake to the light,
dreams fleeing to the shadows,
where they silently
guide us to the life we chose
as the moon silvered the night.
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