Tangible Dreams

In the midst of darkness descending above me, Stillness seems to overtake sound, Allowing moments for deep thought in this mirror of solitude. I tend to reminisce on those dreams I grab from the photogenic events of the past. Once touched, I’m taken back by the moments that can’t be replaced. So during this moment of tranquility; I pray no external force interrupts this, The calm waters in my mind. Lucky for me, it’s a reoccurring dream; And as vivid as these fantasies are, None compare to the peaceful illusions of family gatherings. It was only yesterday, when I illustrated thoughts of a child, Always curious of that deep ocean floor, Where familiar kin paint their residence ; I was an eyewitness to many overlooked areas within my family’s ocean. Yet with many pieces missing as a result of loved ones ascending to a higher cause, This puzzle remains incomplete until that last tomorrow. However in these possible moments of delusion; I’m a child again touching the fabric of my influential past. As I continue this unforgettable daydream, I ask again for no interruption; For with every reminiscent moment, I know of myself better and what I could be in a tangible future.