Reflexions

By the side of the window -
Seated and eyes seeking beyond, outside,
Gazing at the path of your return.
The book in my hand is open -
My mind, on a lone voyage on the sails of thought.
A tired and grey Saturday afternoon;
Signs of a busy week all awash
In a never-ending drizzle.
Overcast sky, yet shines the day's last light -
Nature cleansed, refreshed by a deep breath,
Eyes, too, soothed by the verdant glory.
Darkness descends, evening arrives,
Time flows by - incontrovertible.
Yet, the mind lacks peace; everything's so empty -
Without you I feel so alone.
I go on pondering...