Meditate

Laying on the grass trying to relax, Looking upwards, at the clouds, One looks like an angel wings spread out, Slowly that cloud dissipates, Now a fish appears and swims away, As I lay there time passes by, A tap on the shoulder, I turn around nobody's there, Noticing its getting dark, How long did I lay there? It seemed like only five minutes, Yet the dark is here, Who or what warned me, Was I dreaming? Thinking on all this I walk away.