Separation

Idling under the tree of insanity
I linger a moment too long
Her tendrils slowly creep down
Envelope me and lull me to sleep

I dream of wild horses prancing
In the summer haze surrounded
By dandelions and dragonflies
Cavorting in open meadows

The lilac sky throbs, aching
To disperse its moisture
Waiting for a spark to ignite
And light up an electric night

A parliament of owls sit stoically
Above, observing the folly
Of my own impatient yearning’s
And rapacious desires

Melancholy inevitably creeps in
Like a billowing sea fog
Silence tumbleweeds a path
Toward the vertigo of isolation

Endless musings of otherness
Suffocate an inner stillness
Which would otherwise bring
Respite for the long journey ahead

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