A Canvas...of my mind.

A bird, I wish I was,
to fly in high and high
above the canopies,
into the deep blue expanse.

Soaring high,
with aspirations,
in the eye,
dreams and motivations.

To stop at will,
one rock to the other,
at times to be still,
just pause and not to flock.

Waters and its coolness around,
a peace of mind,
waiting to be found,
with nothing to bind.

A stop to the other,
one chain of thought,
then onto another,
an inner delight to be sought.