The mingling of the currents of wind, and sea, and dreams
As if breathe, and lips in a kiss
And so much the better these
To be lost within your heart
Then lost in the longing for
What lies beyond the gentle roll of waves
Which lap upon the shore
The conjurors of memories
That wakens souls to breathe
And breathing,
Long for better things
And part the mists of dreams
That hearts may more clearly see
The desires of our lives
And swept away by lulling sound
Remember to believe
What was once
Or yet to be
Or is found in present company
A timeless thought of forever
And what forever was meant to be
As we stand so small
Beneath the vast o’r arching vault of blue
And stare out beyond the restless tides
As far as eye can see
This vast and open space which speaks
In whispers to our dreams
Come forth
And be born
Beautiful as Venus upon the foam
And to our souls,
Believe
For all that is
Began once
As a simple dream
