Ocean Fantasy

One night when I was younger

I wandered alone on a vacant beach

Eventually plopping myself into the soft sand

To stare into the endlessly roiling ocean

For no reason at all

And for just a moment

The briefest of milliseconds

I swear I saw a dragon duck beneath the waves

I never told anyone

Never once mentioned what I saw

But from then forward

Whenever I was free

Whenever I had a moment to breathe

I would find myself walking the moon’s beach

Sitting in the dark-golden sands

Praying that I’d see a Dragon in the waves

And knowing that I never would