Backing home

feels strange sometimes

Watching and focusing

makes a difference

Things get lost to be found again, different

Light and weather conditions are changing

every while and then everywhere

Once opened the cage

set my wings

climbed the skies

Looked for the maze once more

with my eagle eyes

How it works

messed up inside a bit.

Been loitering for a while

in this world.

Questions appeared set

into the mind

to find a meaning

Lovers watched the tigers' games

from the save plattform

in the zoo on a warm Sunday afternoon

Like the loners watched

the businessmen and the young mothers

rushing past on a cloudy morning 11 am

Some workers gone for their afterwork beer

after changing some materials surface with their hands all the day

The retired smelled waiting for what ever

the breeze on a bench in the park

and the kids took a shower in the summer-rain only their games in their mind

The tired, sad and hungry

drifted past

like the sated, homefelt and busy

to be a complete whole

At the end

everything's about love

in a certain way

we are looking for

but different

The replys rushes in home

like a domested band of birds in the evening

for their grains

It is just a question about the pacience

at the end of the day

Sleeping so deep finally

like a thirsty reached the well

after days in the heart of the desert

embracing the spirit

like a teddy bear

unknown