Thoughts flood in my vast mind.

I shut my eyes striving hard to ward off the thrill

that has a knack for igniting the will in me.

Lost in the sea of wonder, I gaze above the heavens seeking solace.

Nothing, I feel nothing. Days drag along and turn into weeks,

weeks pave way to months.


I yearn for the sight of tall palm trees and huge green fields

stretching towards the sketchy horizon.

Where my spirit will live and breathe with ease.

Indeed, my mind will roam all day and never tire or get overwhelmed by

excruciating obscure figures.


To walk along the meandering footpaths with less worry on who I rattled the

day before or several weeks ago. A thirst for freedom.