A Journey Through The Mind

Yield yourself to escape of stress and journey through the mind.

     With the recent turn of events, I escape through the crevaces of my mind. I fly on a journey to an unknown land and ignore the flippant remarks of those in command. I seek only peace and some sort of order. The picture in my mind that I most hold dear is in a frame of gold, my mother dear. She should like this place, this place of peace.

     In a distance I see the handsome prince. What is his purpose at this very time. Is he here to dazzle me or is his purpose of some taboo? The trees are bending now and whispering a sweet song. A fog is rolling in and could be cut with a knife but it gives shelter to the deer that wish to be hidden.