Day Dreaming For M'Lady Chitra Poem by ivor or ivor.e hogg

Where tender grasses rim the stream.
Which gurgles as it flows along
I am content to sit and dream.
While listening to the black bird's song.

I do not need to work today.
Weekends two days I love the best.
I work from Monday ‘til Friday.
Saturday and Sunday I can rest

Time to indulge my fantasies
Beside the ever flowing stream
Exploring possibilities.
Which only happen when I dream.

I set my questing spirit free.
To fly to where it wants to be.
Though I remain here bodily.
Constrained by laws of gravity.

My spirit brooks no argument
Recognises no boundary.
With that I have to be content.
Until I die then I'll be free.

To rise on high in wingless flight.
No longer bound by gravity.
And make my way towards the light.
I hope to find serenity.

Saturday,03 March 2012