Is it ok?
Is it ok
if I am
almost always
half lost in thought?
My mind
a million miles away
While my body
sits next to yours,
grounded to home,
safe
For mental exploration.
Food
Water
Shelter
Clothing
Companionship
My mind can wander free
We will talk
Of the inherent nature of the universe
But not yet
We will talk
Of the spiraling tendencies of society
But not yet
We will talk
Of the never-ending gratitude of love
But not yet
The words do not come
The thought is not formed
Consciousness balks as coherency
While the mind lazes
in the still, deep waters
of emotion.
Is it ok
if I am
almost always
half lost in thought?
My mind
a million miles away
While my body
sits next to yours,
grounded to home,
safe
For mental exploration.
Food
Water
Shelter
Clothing
Companionship
My mind can wander free
We will talk
Of the inherent nature of the universe
But not yet
We will talk
Of the spiraling tendencies of society
But not yet
We will talk
Of the never-ending gratitude of love
But not yet
The words do not come
The thought is not formed
Consciousness balks as coherency
While the mind lazes
in the still, deep waters
of emotion.