My Minds Eye

I stretch out my toes and
hold my hands to the sun.
Smiling, I think
there could never be,
a better place than this.

On the warm air
floats baskets of citrus perfume.
A lemon grove path
heads down to the sea
and paddles in the warm water.

Birds sing as they fly up high,
the leaves chatter and bounce
as they are chased by the warm winds.
Tall hills flow into this deep blue
wispy sky.

Soft rain drops fall around me
as the thin clouds dance with the birds.
The puddles are my Caribbean Sea
the shadows cast by the clouds
are my palm trees and ocean liners.

My scented candle flickers in the breeze.
My senses awaken my thoughts as
my mind wonders the globe.
There could never be a better place than this.
I can make it exactly how I want it to be.