Impossible Things

I dream of impossible things.

Like watching the sunrise from the edge of a cloud.

Then suddenly falling through and feeling the rush of the wind on my face

Only to be caught by the pull of wings back towards the heavens and soaring along the horizon.

I dream of flying out beyond the mountains and into tomorrow night’s sky.

Watching from the clouds as the world spins faster and faster while I remain unaged

I see the future chasing itself while I see impossible things come into being.

I dream of impossible futures where dogs can fly and Sasquatch serves ice cream at the store.

I dream of houses that are made of light and cars that travel through portals.

I dream of impossible families that survive through it all,
not a scratch on their lives for the hell that they paid.

Then I awake and you tell me dreams are possible if we only pursue them.

Yet still I will dream of impossible things.

I dream of you taking me by the hand to show me your smile.

Or of that dance that we never shared.

I dream of your laughter filling a house

Or of the gracefulness in your eyes.

I dream that you would share moments with me that no one else could.

Of seeing you shine in your brightest hour.

I dream of holding you close and finally being home.

I dream of impossible things, not because it would never be.

No,

It’s because I’ll never be brave enough to try.