A world where I've found...

[aquamarcia]

Title: Human World

I sometimes think I am
not made for this world.
It's not that the world
is mundane.
I often find wonder
in the smallest things.
Wind and trees, the songs
they sing together.
A raven croaking wisdom beyond
my understanding.
Gray squirrel, deft and quick.

The world I think
I'm not made for is
a human world.
Small minds, limits, pop psychology,
the mob. In this world I am
misunderstood, not entirely sane,
or so they would have me believe.

I must remind myself
every day, of a human world
more difficult to discover.
A world where
I've found a few friends, and hope to
find a few more.
This is the human world
I know I'm made for.