Life is a dream
on a beach at night.
Alone is the only time
silence feels right.
And to look at the ground,
not the sky or the sea,
is the ultimate come down
for the ultimately free.

To some it may be
merely vision or sight.
We rationalise wonder
and box our delight.
And the infinite is nothing
but pictures to see...
How much further we've travelled,
the darkness and me.