last night I had a dream
that I lived in a house on the ocean with my family.
there was a big storm and the sea was angry
at sunset it was beautiful; a true painting
I remember I grabbed my phone to take a picture
the waves were rolling in and you couldn’t tell
what was cloud and what was wave.
but when the sun left, the sea got angry
it crashed into our house threatening to take it down
but we stayed put
as each wave crashed into the stone foundation
the house sat on
it started crumbling and I thought of my sisters
tumbling down into the raging waters.
we will never survive, I thought
but we did.
we somehow made it in the car and drove away
as it can only happen in dreams
when you can drive away when your house
sits in the middle of the ocean
that’s when I knew it was
only a dream.
this morning I woke up scared
but still remembered
that beautiful sunset so perfectly.
although its not on my camera roll
its image is still
burned in my mind.