Chasing

you can only sit in one place so long then you have to get up and move, run chase, fly, but something, when in this realm i can fly with my mind, or run like the deer, I can stretch my mind to be in that place that is such a vivid picture, I can walk though cold damp corridors of ancient castle, explore deep into the depths of the caves, the trickling water can be heard as we walk deeper and deeper into these wizards realm, the light at the far end pulls us ever closer, and yet it never seem to change, always drawing us in and yet always just out of reach, do we ramble as we travel, is it like a dream running from place to place from thought to thought, do the mist surround us, then part and we have another glimps of what is what could be what will be? onward we go, we grow hand in hand with friends so dear, always moving yet each time there be the roses in our life that wait for us to pause, to drink in there beauty with our senses, the thought to bring with does occur but to rip such a beautiful delicate thing, no, nah, but onward we go, to grow.. am off, music does await, though only at home and not away, still it is another world, the sound of tunes, and the feel of strings under fingers.. till late when i shall return to wish all a good night, but for now am off to run, then there awaits a fireball of a woman with dinner on plate.. have a great evening, back after an evening of music and dreams.. ♥