Sounds and dreams

When I dream
it is in sounds.
I hear the wind blow
the ocean hit the shore.

I hear the bustle of the street
car horns honking as they drive.
People stepping, running, skipping
as they go anywhere.

I hear the sounds of the world
in my ears.
But what hurts me most
is when I can't hear.

Because then
I can no longer dream.
And dreams
are truly what make the world go round.