How To Read Poetry

I closed my eyes and there was the sea.
It began to break against the sea wall
      within my mind.
I let it break right through -
there were no more boundaries -
      as I hovered above it all;
      the beach, the smell of salt,
      the foam of waves laughing upon the sand,
      the ship coming to harbor...
Then my name was called.
I rose and went into my day.