To sit on the bench,
With a wandering mind.
Your thoughts take voyage,
Searching for a home.
Much further than you ever imagined.
Bursting through barriers.
Distant creations taunting my crazy.
Affronted appetites,
Disdained devotions,
A mockery of motives.
Flights of fancy,
Soaring through the skies,
Just searching for your peace,
As the stars sit right before you.