In the middle of the day
when the sun is bright
and the breeze is cool
when the birds glide
and the children lie with their parents at noon

I find myself wandering the corners of my mind
forgotten in the day to day hustle and bustle
they silently abide
Images created in youthful naivety
Thoughts mangled and retarded in fits of anger
Shadows of beings created
just to pass the time

Places where warriors blades
heavy with the blood of life
clang and clash in search of honor
Realms where light dark battle
for the control of souls
And where loves that never were
shall forever be

And I wonder what life would be like
if my dreams could be made reality
as I ponder the ever rolling waves
of the turbulent sea…