‘Ther’ are moments when I stare

At the white ceiling

 

Not that I am weaving a thought

‘Ther’ are moments when I stare

At the sun shining bright

 

Seeing only the black spots

‘Ther’ are moments when I stare

 

At those dark grey clouds

Not wishing them to rain down

 

Not because they cause mist

‘Ther’ are moments when I stare

 

Seeing only the black spots

In this place I like to stand alone

To feel the sand beneath my feet

 

Which leads me nowhere

But my heart still longs to know, ‘Wher’ was I long lost