WANDERING

...simply freeing the morning language of my wild thoughts for a brand new day.

... as the sun rose crowning the glory of eternal Sleeping Lady Mountain 

The sun is rising, brightly shining over the green fields

Birds chirping, greeting the  serenity of the morning,

Sending a message of a brand new day,

It's a lovely and beautiful world, indeed.

But my thoughts are wandering of another world, 
thinking beyond the barriers of  what others can't unfold,
Of what they cant see, of what's behind the walls,
that only in me exist

It's peace that will reign the land of promise.

I want to see the real world of what I imagined,

The smell, the scent of a morning  of what other old soul foretold,

I want to hear and feel the  breaths of the wind,

Where birds serenading  another hymn,

I want to touch and embrace the  other side of a brand new day,

Shed by another shades of  morning rays,

I want to walk the path of life that I aspired,

Even just for a single moment, even temporary or not long enough,

Or even just in a given short period of time.

But too many time is lost,

Too little time is left,

My heart's desire is almost out of beat,

But my soul still hungrily asking to find you there,

I wonder If I could be there.

I shall wander...