A Lethe Rare!

All alone with nothing in mind I wander Trying to think something new to muse! Charms of Nature have been dealt with Till passion like fire and water subsided! Passionless and powerless I feel simple Like the left over leaf flying with ease Carried away by breeze smooth as river To a dream land bizarre and exotic ever! The night splendour of star filled sky Twinkling calm in dark velvet space is Like diamond jewels spinning as pulsars Creating vision of distant light house effect! How long have I been in a state of fantasy Forgetting the world of woes no one knows! A drunken state of Lethe rarely brewed By the magical potion of Puck it is, you see!