fizzygirl
Bluelighter
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- Jul 21, 2000
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i was thinking about my life today for a while, and this was just a free association from that... bear with me, this is not the best written thing...i just felt like getting it out...
like waves in the ocean, these dreams have their beginnings in events that occured way before they ever surfaced...one day i realized them on the horizon, and knew that one day, they would be mine, because they were heading my way...slowly but surely
but as time went on, i saw that these dreams, as with some waves, had begun to get smaller and smaller, until i wasn't sure at all that they would ever make it to shore...and then one day, they disintegrated, being absorbed back into the collective ocean of all dreams.
and i wasn't sure just how to take this, because i had been watching these particular waves as long as i could remember...but then i looked at my feet, and saw the water puddled around them..and i realized that what i was seeing had at one time all been waves, and they had reached me, though i had been too busy concentrating on the horizon to notice..
and....just how, further out, beyond the existing waves, there are motions in the making that will soon surface...like those are the unseen dreams that are there
and although i may not be able to control which ones will come all the way to shore, and which ones will fizzle out somewhere in between, eventually the tide does come in....
like waves in the ocean, these dreams have their beginnings in events that occured way before they ever surfaced...one day i realized them on the horizon, and knew that one day, they would be mine, because they were heading my way...slowly but surely
but as time went on, i saw that these dreams, as with some waves, had begun to get smaller and smaller, until i wasn't sure at all that they would ever make it to shore...and then one day, they disintegrated, being absorbed back into the collective ocean of all dreams.
and i wasn't sure just how to take this, because i had been watching these particular waves as long as i could remember...but then i looked at my feet, and saw the water puddled around them..and i realized that what i was seeing had at one time all been waves, and they had reached me, though i had been too busy concentrating on the horizon to notice..
and....just how, further out, beyond the existing waves, there are motions in the making that will soon surface...like those are the unseen dreams that are there
and although i may not be able to control which ones will come all the way to shore, and which ones will fizzle out somewhere in between, eventually the tide does come in....
