Warm coffee in hand, I stare out at the surface
of the lagoon that’s in sight, wonderin’ if it’s worth it
to let my mind sink deep into thoughts of contemplation
or risk losing myself in pensive devastation.
The moon is imposing tonight, the sky’s sigil
a lone eye that is searching the night, keeping vigil.
A sigh escapes me as I reflect on the day
and sip my coffee while watching the lake.
The people I’ve met who’ve been kind to a stranger
the vibe I experienced, a positive languor.
And yet I think ahead, looking into the future
feeling like a student living as a time commuter.
Lecture halls filled with usurpers of knowledge
in this sempiternal flux otherwise known as college.
Many students studying with a different pair of eyes
Each working hard to try and realize
His or her dream, whether it’s the fame or the cream
Life suddenly isn’t all that it may seem.
And so back to the present I come
As I on an empty cup quietly drum
I’m looking through the eyes of the many
And for my thoughts I wouldn’t take a penny
Because thoughts are my perception of what I know as true
And though I used to look at stars, now it’s just the moons I view.