Idle, in a stream of thoughts

I float away with their deceptions

Drained after roaming

Through a reverie of ashes  

~

Among scattered green barges

Beneath the boastful trees

Without a word

I let the murmuring day sail by

~

Clearing space in my mind

For a fevered dream’s bloom   

As the years war cries

Rise and fall

To the east

~

Far away from home

From this blank state of mind

Where I turn away in silence

Fearful yet free