[of dreams and galaxies]

[ To The Ocean And Back]

[ what do you do with your words that are not sent to the oceans?]
/collect them in the jar pretending they are fireflies /
/whisper it to myself in the depths of a dark night like a prayer being sent to the heavens/
/write them in the folds of a tattered book in hopes that they will live there/
/keep them in my pockets for they would love to be in the ocean again /
/whisper it in the air surrounding me/
         [ the air will take those words to the oceans]