Dreaming of Eden

Tide is turning, the sea begins to calm.

Morning sun slices through the clouds, life slowly awakens.

 

A salty breeze gently caresses my face, overcome by sensations of relief.

Gazing at the horizon, where the ocean intersects the sky, weight soars from these shoulders.

 

A vessel bellows in the distance, signaling the day has arrived.

Feet dig into the cool sand, while peace overthrows turmoil.

 

Attention targets the rhythm of the waves crashing ashore.

The melody comforts my soul.

 

Suddenly, the song has changed.

The piece has a different cadence.

 

Phones echo in the distance.

Chaotic voices reign supreme.

 

Eyes casually open to the neon glow of a computer screen.

Tempers presently flare.

 

Stress abundant, deadlines loom.

Time races around the clock like a frightened deer.

 

Reality penetrates delusion.

Chained to my chair.

 

Pandemonium alters mood. I'm trapped.

Urgently awaiting rescue, I ponder how to get back. 

Reviews

[Nisreen]

and this is why i could never work in an office

i tried
i failed miserably

[Carolynn]

Wouldn't it be nice if we could all transport from our desks to the place that brings us tranquility! I love the ocean and can understand dreaming about chasing waves rather than chasing deadlines! Great poem!