It was the kind of day
Where the sun rays were constantly reaching
The cool feel of the curb a surprise when I sat
Breathe in breathe out
The wind is an extension of me, welcoming caresses
Staying the twitching fingers of the sun

Here I think internally reaching for
Questioning all pondering what's to come
No particulars as I zone
All at once I am now, back then and future when
We sit floating through our mental haze

I do realize there is an answer I want
Even forming the query for inquiry alludes
My head irradiates dimensionally I am profound in the nows
All the answers are there yet I can't comprehend
Perhaps another day my summer time traveling will make sense
Until then I déjà vu and wonder which me will overstand