Today
I take a trip
Where my wild thoughts play..
A frolic frilling in
my mental while in
the physical I lay
Calm and collected is
subjective; cool
Serene as it may seem -
those moments harvest
an energy,
a need
for my little monsters
to be
free
Feisty
day dreams from yesterday -
Feisty
ideas released
like forgotten beasts
waiting
to be unleashed and
prey
on these precious lands
Of nothing
Praying hands sent up
in ambiguity
Where silence is the King.
Creativity lives
in a jungle place
Present yet
Far removed
from time and
Space.