Staying
Staying
My mind is a blank canvas.
But it's waiting for me to cover the white
With blue, gold and undiscovered secrets about myself.
To soar like an eagle is what I dream of
As I sit in my nest
But the comfort it provides
Makes the leaving avoidable.
I will have to step out one day
And one day I will.
But till then,
I want to watch the moon turn into the sun,
And the sun into the moon
Again and again.