ODE TO MAGGI'S DREAM
© Gary - aka Cyberstud October 1997
Carry me back to my younger days
and the magical stream my memory’l praise
for a time that is gone but not gone for me
and the stream that I loved and made me feel free
The drive under trees that covered the road
and emptied my mind of it’s burdenous load
I loved every bump that the road could produce
cause the stream and my mind would shortly be fused
I’d arrive at the sight and run towards the stream
stripping my clothes as if in a dream
I’d lay all my clothes in the shade of a rock
everything goes, even the socks
My body would lay, gently down in the stream
my mind would then empty and enter a dream
the water’d caress my young body so smooth
I’d lie there for hours, the stream felt so good
Gone are those days, now the stream runs alone
my dreams are so few, just chat and the phone
the years have left images strong in my mind
of the best of my life that my memory’l find
A few months ago I relived my lost dream
with a friend who guided me back to my stream
we drove down the road and under the trees
where I again felt the cool welcoming breeze
We ran through the stream to the opposite shore
and stripped off our clothes as the water did roar
we shared a warm love under the rock
our bodies entangled in one interlock
The moment of love will add to my dreams
of a world where everyone has their own streams
of freedom and love for a beautiful thing
of lying in nature and enjoying just being
Gone once again are my rock and my stream
they exist only now when I enter my dream
my love of this world is frozen in time
o but the stream and the dream which is mine
Now I’m alone with my thoughts of a world
where I’d lay in a stream as a much younger girl
Why does life freeze on a moment so dear
I just close my eyes and release one more tear
Somewhere, someday, somehow I will find
a way to get back to that sweet stream of mine
Though miles away and years far behind
I’ll trek and I’ll hike there, I’ll never mind
Years quickly pass and great grows my fear
of never again seeing the stream I hold dear
where I’d lay in the stream with hardly a care
now I just close my eyes, once again I am there
Love can conquer but love cannot bind
you’re always free to empty your mind
my days are numbered and now filled with strife
I now persevere and go on with my life
What lies ahead, I know not what
I can only reflect on the things that I’ve got
My marriage is shallow, we’re no longer a team
my mind seems to wander to my special stream
I can never forget the great moments I had
my dreams make me stronger and for that I am glad
the stream and the rock will always be there
I’ll see them again if only I dare
No one can know what these things mean to me
the natural way that the stream made me free
I’d lay there alone with no care in the world
was I nothing more than an innocent girl
I live my life now one day at a time
no longer a young girl, pretty in her prime
time has been cruel and frequently sad
I cover my anger and am frequently mad
Are those days gone from my life evermore
struggling each day has been but a chore
where is my stream and why am I here
I play a good wife but no longer sincere
My family is with me but distant at best
these are the people I held to my breast
do they still bring comfort and joy every day
these are the things, for once I would pray
My life is now shallow and empty inside
shall I hop in my car now and make that long ride
to the place of my youth where my mind would once dream
the love of my life, my beautiful stream
You cannot go back philosophers say
you’d not see your stream in that same loving way
something has changed from that beautiful view
something is different, in fact it is you
The stream will still be there, the rock and its shade
long after the visions of memory do fade
how can a memory this beautiful be
the visions of loveliness that I got to see
The stream will flow endlessly and be never dry
what is that forming, a tear in my eye
my body does tingle when the stream’s in my mind
the most beautiful sight a free spirit can find
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