Daytime Daydreams

...I look up,
At peaceful,
Boring Moments,
And wonder,
In small thoughts.

"Such a pleasant day,"
"Such a quiet day,"
I wonder if there is any day,
With quite the feel of this.

The Mind made revolutions,
Evolution,
In the feel of its world.
It teems with sound,
The world,
And yet,
In this moment,
It feels so dark.

I lay back against,
An Oaken tree,
Quiet,
Staring up,
At all it seems,
No birds,
No bees,
No grass,
No sounds,
Just me and my daytime,
Daydreams sound,
So very peaceful,
With naught a worry in the world.

ISA