hibernating in a way,
daily onslaught of responsibilities...
pushing it out of bay.
Its somewhere there,
waiting to come out,
knowing it's position....
being in some doubt.
It watches, observes,
accepts the realities,
but still have its thoughts...
as free as it be.
It's imagination, innocence,
carefree as a mind could be,
it's dreaming, wandering .....
to the world of unseen.
Practical, you could be,
ignoring the basic urge,
but this instinct would remain.....
till the attention returns.
so, it's there, let it be...
I have some other works,
with a hope within me,
to bring it back.....when time allows!!
