A Wandering Thought

Alone in the night, descending the stairs, I desolate happiness, out of scars The scars of past, and present and future, And the happiness of a wandering thought In the broad daylight, when I fade out My shallow heart confines desires… A blurred vision, and numb nerves A wandering loafer soul And a wandering thought… I leap mountains, and walk through the seas Across the wind, trimming the fire I let myself breathe, and calm down I surrender my ego To a wandering thought…