Dreams Blow Free

Naked on the bowsprit
Out past the coastal shelf
Past the cross currents,
The confused wind,

The coast line hills,
Carrying dust of
Farms, highways,
Cities,

The dreams of those
Whose lives are defined there.
But not there is where
Your own dreams
Blow free.

Naked on the bowsprit,
Out where the long waves
Roll rich and green,
And require space unhindered

Beneath
Stars in a sky
Which are your stars,
In your sky.

Naked on the bowsprit
While the porpoises who dance
With you in the moonlight
Dance with you because you came out
And found where they play,
And asked if they would
Be so kind as to dance
With you tonight,
In the moonlight,
Where the long waves roll.

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