Here and Now

I'm here floating on a flying carpet destination unknown.

My head feels like a flapping bird, and goes off on its own

In the break of dawn the carpet will land, and the fog will move on.

My head will calm and be still. The birds wings have gone.

My faithful pillow beckons me, a yearning so indeed.

Always constant never changing exactly what I need!

Tis time to say farewell, as my dreams are calling me. In the morn

I know my body will come back to me