What’s a desire
But a royal craving
Priestly, otherworldly
Or are its origins far closer to home
To dream a dream as big as your soul
To dream a dream as hungry as a servant
You approach it as it blazes
How does it feel to touch, to encounter
A sea of glass climbing out of the ocean
A whole platter’s worth
And a field of green—calling for you
A big, blue sky turns purple and arches over you
Royal, royal it is to dream
To believe in the ocean and to keep coming back for more