The night seems too long –
And my restless mind
Hovers between waking and wistful sleep.
I long to see the sun
And the gentle play of light
On the break of dawn
I long to see the gentle lap of waves
On a cold morning by the sea.
I long to see the silver hues of raindrops
Falling gently on my head.
I long to see the miracle
Of a flower slowly unfolding.
The beauty of a school of fish
Swimming through my fingertips.
Take me.
Take me there please
Just for today.