Desires

Distance
steadily walks away
from the owls in the nests

thoughts in the breast of men.

Distance keeps walking as ever,
far away as only eyes can see;
following it steadily,
their short strides keep them behind

walking

longing to get away from the doldrums in the sockets,
the suffocating familiarity,
towards Distance

that place

where the unknown brews
intoxicating concoctions of life
for all who dare to venture.

Eyes have been to many places
but never caught up with distance.
Eyes have seen many things
conversed with so many owls
in the solitude minds


that far away place,
that beckons all to see
the sizes and colors and shapes of their desires.

Thanks hola2ng for your comment.

great one