Waking Thoughts

Waking up from a afternoon's nap
and that's brought by
what seemed to be
endless waiting.
In a corner
tucked away from the world.
The one thing that stood in-between
was clear serenity
and stillness of the air.

A bit dizzy
rather tipsy
but not yet soused.
My head is in a whirl
and I thought the world conjure.
I remembered the sky gloomy
but now it starts to rain,
not heavy at all,
just droplets fine and small.

Now on the journey back
everyone sound asleep as though
under a fairytale like spell
from stories we once read.
Tress around me
brushed away in blur of green
and the seconds tell me
I'm nearing where
I ought to be.