Yeah, it's poor, but it's plucked straight from the head so what do you expect?

Dreams

It is said the greatest of us
command or dreams
shape our goals
walk our own tread.

Then there are those
who sail on them
clinging, each wave
a sea of silver surfaces.

What of us, then,
who drown in them?

What of us, then,
who seek beyond the skin?

It can only be uncertain.