In Another Mind

In another frame of mind on the horizon built of art Stationed on the high plateau still rising with the sun In a cedar home, cathedral ceilings incomplete of features Massive crystal windows installed to take advantage of the light Modern art mixed with ancient masters hang themselves On plastered walls not quite ready for a conversation As the mind goes deeper into contemplation of the sight Thoughts about it all stretch out in pastel ingenuity Overlooking all this excitement The endless ocean with rogue waves steps in the mix Fifty foot high rolling monsters crash over to oblivion Crash against the rocks below the home under construction Diving back into themselves on tides as if they were alive Controlled by no one with the wind as they collide Sun light is the only witness and perhaps the little man Inside the house, inside his mind, as pretty as a picture With nothing else