Dreams

An escape

The tide rises
Slowly seeping in
No dams
No fortifications
No boulders
Could stop it
The walls crumbled
As the castle
Slowly dissolved
Into a pile of sand
The king was inside
Trapped in his bed
He could run
But he knew not
Where the water
Would rise next
The king had a choice
To fight or flee
And he chose to flee
But not through
The gates of his castle
But through sleep
He voyaged
He conquered
He fell in love
For once he was happy
Everything happened for the best
He was the creator
And the actor
Of his own dreams
While he calmly slept
And let the tide
Wash him away