As I sit here,
thoughts of home visit my mind.
I draw an invisible glass shield,
I am a visitor
from another time and place.
Sent here to watch, observe, look and listen.
Work as all do,
live as all should.
Exist in this space in this time
for a while.
Someday I shall go back to my world.
And then my real life will begin.
Someday when everyday shall feel real
When everyday shall be happy
Enough to stop me from dreaming futures.
as I sit.
I know what I want and I shall live in this time
Till my time and destiny click in an ancient hour glass
And I shall come back to life.