Drifting with the wind
Alone on the sea
Relaxed and a grin
Where he is free
Cutting through waves
Where to? He ponders
Sailing for days
Where to? He wonders
Suddenly the clouds
Appeared like magic
Lightning and thunder
This could be tragic
Crashing all around
Hoping not to go under
Wishing for ground
He shivers and stutters
Water is seeping
Into cracks now made
He wishes he was asleep
Just in a dream state
Throwing him about
He loses his balance
Falls, bangs his head
Out after a last glance
Soon his eyes open
Sweating but okay
Safe in his bedroom
A dream his mind played
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