Why do you stop to ponder
In the bright morning sun?
Are you thinking of the day ahead?
Are you reflecting on the day that past?
Do you think of someone special?
Are you thinking at all?
What do you see from your bedroom window?
Do the children play in the street?
Are flowers gently swaying in the morning breeze?
Did you dream last night?
Is that vision dancing through your mind?
What is it that you ponder so that
Your mind seems to have left your body?
Have you fallen in love?
Have you fallen out of love?
Are you dreaming of the the love you wish to find?
To be thought of with such passion,
What could it be?
It must be something wonderful.
Though I know not what it is,
I envy this thought in your mind.
It has captured your heart and soul.
It has swallowed you and left nothing else.
Even if just for a brief moment,
You have given way to a daydream.
Every person wishes to be thought of
With perfectness and admiration.
What has attained this adoration from you?
O, how I long to be thought of that way.
Tell me, let me not wonder.
How can I bring someone such serenity?