Often I feel best being
Mostly by myself
Ignoring what I have already seen...
Hiding within my own shell
Like a child playing on a swing
Swaying back and forth
In the natural momentum
Of my own energy,
With a clear mind and a bigger spectrum
Occasionally needing a push-
Or playing with the grass deeply in the bush,
Living within a world of fantasy...
No worrying about what is in the mind of the clergy...
Just enjoying the moment with great ecstasy,
Leaving behind all my nostalgy..
Romeo Della Valle
http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/often-3/
