I long to go away from here
To a place my thoughts can clear
A special place, a quiet spot
Where I explore my every thought.
For here I can not think at all
My mind a torrid, stormy squall
Thoughts, like wind, in all direction
Leave no time for deep reflection.
I yearn to break the frame of time
To concentrate on things sublime
My inner self I'd elevate
To an epiphanic higher state.
Oh, such lofty heights aspire
If only I could un-muck the mire
That invades my mind continually
With vain and petty drudgery.
Away! I'll push unwanted thoughts
I'll find my own secluded spot
Inside my head, my mind's eye sees
My special place, my quiet spot
Where I explore my every thought
That place of blessed serenity
Is not outside, but inside me