SIMPLE JOYS

They're up there
and I'm down here
among the crowd,
among the noise,

my time employed
by the mundane
and frivolous, most
beyond the stimulus
of a simple joy,

and still, in me,
somewhere,
there lives a boy,
one, who I keep near
when the clouds appear
with all his dreams
and all his fears,

so when time allows
I seek the clouds
like childhood toys
among the crowd,
among the noise...

among the clouds,
among the joy.