Looking at the window, words popped out…
Glancing at the glaring golden light
In room I wasn’t fascinated by this sight
A blaze reflecting behind the window curtain
Feeling weary, consumed, and uncertain.
Thinking of an ocean, the splashing wave
There, in the distance, a spotted eagle ray.
Screaming seagulls, comforting wind sound
A flute player sitting near the ground.
Oh imagination, my imagination
Messing with this head again with your illusion.
.(◕‿◕✿) Nodz ~