The places I find I am

Coffeeshops that indulge in exotic tea.

Scones imprinted with seeds and seasonal peppermint.

Piano lightly sprinkled in the background.

An orchestra masquerading the swordfight.

Overcast nights and cloudy midnights.

These are my places to be. The places I find I am.

Where my mind wanders off.

The plunge of a knife to open my imagination.

A fury hunger to engulf the rest.

Infectious, penetrating, fire.

I’m Captivated.

Enthralled by…

Mesmerized.

Eternity captured in my hands. And then,

A rush of cool breeze on my cheek.

A car outside honks.

Ringing hazily through the window.

I fall back in.

And I sip my holiday Chai.

These places I find I am.

Present and other.

Echoing.

Blending all as one.