Through a tall grove, by a mouse stream,
Basking on a knoll in noonday
Watching, as the sunlight drowns in green
Living in a bubble out from pain

Little warbler, high above me, sings forever chirpy songs,
Although I can't see, I feel it all the same
Ripples forming in crystal waters, calling your Naiad mother
Laughing, as a child's free to escape

Driving off to Cygnus Delta
traveling without a charter
a thousand light years where I'm dreaming
Free to roam the stars outside of space

Kevin Patrick

http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/cygnus-delta/