Over from where I sit
There’s a lot going on
That you’re missing out
Surrendering your feelings
A heartfelt connection
Brings you what you seek
No more lost occasions
Misplaced imaginations
Fleeting through space
Drifting with whimsical
Layers of smokey rings
Endless fascinations
Through the sunbeams
Diagonally past lace curtains
Twirling in a little draft
Eddies of a spring tide
Gazing into a looking glass
Into the very next room
Over from where I sit