Moments to recreate

Free as a tide, come walk with me beside
the joy of mystic symmetry, shadow of fresh lime tree,

We can wait here or otherwise; will reach the sunrise
The glow of rising thoughts under the blue sky halts,

We stand here to wait, for these moments to recreate...

Aquarium of Thoughts

Lying on the vent inhaled thought
It was difficult indeed to let go off,
Maybe it was my assumption or
mine was it never just to adore.

The little fish tank pebble reminds
me of sunken wind, bubble kinds,
It moved to a drunken tree
realizing the fish tank is never free.

The dew drops of drenched water
could it soak more or dry inside her.

Just a thought... reminds me of bliss
Oh poor fish ! so much you would miss.