Such as it Is
And then there is this, such as it is... me adrift in my mind where all the natural things that give my mind ease are always so easy to find. In moonlit rose bushes, in soft spring breezes, in sounds of an evening where all I see pleases, the beautiful mind created in me where no one else lives and no one else sees. And then there is this, such as it is... where no one else lives and no one else sees the world as I view it through my own eyes, behind all the memories a vision in night, adorned by sunlight reflected by moon upon a new flower waiting to bloom, as I in my mind find word to define these moments that I have a few thoughts and the time. And then there is this, such as it is... the moments where I spend time with myself unwinding from moments of everyone else. Wrapped in my comforts, my wants to adore, where romantic thinking begs me to explore a newness, a rapture, a place yet to be, where I in my own right am well pleased to see. And then there is this, such as it is.....