late night wonderings
take the mind to
distant lands,
far
from
home.
soul,
tethered
to these wakeful sojourns,
waits.
waits to flee and be
free
of your doubts,
and
your
fears.
waits,
to reconnect with
me.
so close your eyes,
until
sun’s decadent rise.
so we can
be.
we,
us three.