First of the first days to take me somewhere else

For what drives the human spirit?
Can't it but stop at home so fine?
Must it go and go and go
until it's inner light can not shine?

For what makes the mind wander?
Is it not ever satisfied with where 'tis?
Does it have to bring one out of now
into a world of mix and quiz?

Bring me to a place of steady.
Bring me to a place of peace.
Show me how one taste
can calm the temping beast.

Sails away my steadfast reason
into a world of constant ad-lib
to bring with it a whirl and toss
not a tight main and well cut jib.

But a flapping sheet
and untrim kite,
rudder lost
and unending night...

Mise le Meas Jan 11th 2011