The Dream to Build a City

by Jerry Ratch

I tried to drain the ocean 
But only got a waterfall 
I tried to drain the sky 
But only got a thunderstorm 
I got lightning 
I got rain 


I had to build a city 

By blowing on the palm of my hand 

The sands rose up 

The dust blew away 

And all that was left 

Was a pillar of salt 


I had a dream that I wasn't who I am 

Until I found the inner life of clouds 

After sunset 

And that was when the wild rain 

Of dreaming came to an end 

And Reality set in