Illusions of the mind

templates of the stars

kaleidoscopic images

of different colours

strewn across the sky

 

calling out to her

why did she have to leave

I want to see her again

but I know that is unlikely

The Starved World

when I enlarge my thoughts

and see past the mundane

into the starved world

my spirit transforms 

 

as I embody the past

the present dissolves 

leaving only the future

to inhabit