Worldly passions arise
In this abstract distraction
From a faraway land
In his gaze
I live my life in fantasies
For his many splendoured
Smile…
That goes for many
Many miles
Of pure pleasure
Almost spiritual in nature
When I look upon
His countenance of joy
Erased are the pain
That becomes my past
Never more to besiege
My lonely heart
In this troubled life
I see only nature in its
Constant beauty
My abstract distraction
Is a form of distinction
material and immaterial
Perhaps in another galaxy
Or another lifetime
But for now,
I revel in the rapture
Of his being
And his silvery presence
On a screen
That projects a form of poetry
In my soul….