To the Distant Shore.

I swam as I never did before. Fear of deep waters did not I deter as with eyes closed I headed for a distant shore. With arms outstretched I drew the waters back. With stiff legs kicked against the entangled mesh of roaring waves and surging tides, to reach the distant shore. Sharks circled, nipping my sides their tails the span of eagles' wings yet that distant shore, above all things I never failed to keep in sight. With lips cracked by the salty brine Oh wonders, I did just fine with neither fear nor thought of dying I crossed the ocean one wave at a time. Arriving at last,or so it seemed , around me glowed a silvery beam with stenciled tips and sparkly bits that slowly waned..... Alas, it was only a dream.