My Shifting, Swirling, Unattainable Dreams

There they are. Fluttering in the wind as I watch them fly. They are my dreams. They are the unimaginable fathoms of my mind. They are the things that lift me up to soar. They are the things that sink me like a stone. They are real. They are there.
My dreams. Floating me away through the blustery, stormy winds of life.