Nowhere Land
To nowhere land in thought I often go,
Whilst there, I've naught to please.
Temporarily, I escape both ebb and floe,
Of life, while taking things at ease.
There, I view not days long past,
Nor contemplate those which may remain.
But am inclined to prayer and fast,
For this nowhere land is another's domain.
Copyright © Tom Wright | Year Posted 2011
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