My mind is not in one place.
It is always on the move
whilst my body stays constant
living in a town all throughout.
I am in India in the morning
fly to Toronto in the afternoon.
Visit Sydney during tea tile
back in Malaysia to sleep.
I visualise the temples in my town
the snow-clad roads in the noon
listen to a concert in the Opera House
duly hear the sun set namaz in the mosque.
It is so all through the year
I being in my sleepy town
relaxing on my couch with closed eyes
while my mind is flies.