Lost in the Yonder

I caught her daydreaming today - this odd, Piscean dog of mine. She was here in body but her mind was... elsewhere. I sat there on the side of the stream watching her, mesmerized. Her pupils were dilated, not focused on anything as she stared into the distance, lost in her own mind.

I watched her for several minutes as she stood there in her reverie. Time seemed to stop. And then, she was back with me. I  saw her eyes focus; she became aware she was standing in the stream. She looked around quickly to get her bearings and, realizing I was watching her, tucked her head and shoulders in embarrassment.

No need to be embarrassed old girl. Don't you know??? Your human mother has Piscean blood. I used to get lost between worlds.

Time would stop as that doorway opened before me. I could get lost in there for hours. 
I would plan and dream
Wonder and wander
Make alibis and scheme
I was happy there, lost in the Yonder.


But I grew old and I grew tired.
I got lost in work and busy
Day to day, my powers dimmed
The doorway to my dreams closed. 


I had not time to plan or dream
Wonder gave way to what I know
The need to wander wanted a good home
with no need for alibis or schemes


But I see you there lost in your Yonder
making plans and dreams
full of wonder and the need to wander
creating alibis and fixing up schemes...


And I start to wonder...


Is that doorway to my soul shut tight? 
Or is it open just a little?
Can that be... a sliver of light?


Could I go in again?
Do I dare to plan or dream?
Do I dare to fill my soul with wonder?
Can I allow myself to wander?
Will I need alibis and schemes? 
Will happiness find me there, lost in the Yonder?


So dream on my sweet girl.
Make your plans
Wonder and wander.
Conjure your alibis and schemes
And no matter what life brings, 
I know how to find you, 
You're never really lost in the Yonder.