Last night I had a dream that mermaids came to play
and they splashed in the stars of the bright Milky Way.
They wore salt water sparkles that glistened in the moon,
their hair beaded in gold like the sun in late June.
They gathered on the shore of the universe to sing
a haunting refrain for the ancient sea queen.
Then slowly the stars rippled and spilled from my head
off the edge of the universe as the mermaids fled.
I watched as they swam beyond the great milky reef
and I awakened at sunrise with a deep belief.
That mermaids are real! Even if only in my mind.
And that I, in my own way, am one of their kind!