The blue jay streaked
across the meadow
like a torpedo from a submarine
I was high on the catwalk
above the waves looking down
over the green grass sea
A cloud hung over the little mermaid
Her blue fins cast a tiny shadow
onto the sun lit tree
which cast a larger shadow
on the road toward eternity
but I could not tell then
if it was a real dream
or just a reel dream
as time washed over me
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