A daydreamer's perspective

My rich internal world is full of colour -

Day-long thoughts sweep me out to sea and hold me safe in the deep, calm blue

When it all gets too much, I float about, limbs akimbo, suspended in time, watching as the ocean world goes about its business, glittering and unfazed as I bob about on the surface.

Stuck in traffic, I drift toward the sun -

A searing yellow against pale blue

Gauzy clouds slip past my skin and I imagine myself wrapped up in their fine, white softness.

When Im alone at home I slink into the depths of the garden -

Dark, damp earth and jewel-green leaves slick with dew take over

Bugs prittle-prattle about; a low hum of activity that's far more complex than I'll ever understand.

At night the stars beckon -

A regal velvet sky winks at me, a private joke about longevity and experience lifts my weighty expectations from my shoulders

I lay still. It's all perspective, after all.