First Day of Fall

My head and my heart have gotten closer
It may just be better observation methods
But this morning I checked the inner stars
And it's been a long time since they were apart.

My heart is still on its little island
surrounded by rocky shores and huge waves
enjoying the sunsets, the blue skies
and the moon shining upon the waters

My head is still soaring above
chasing dreams, myths, what should have been
occasionally in the mists or clouds
only sometimes finding the guiding star

But today they are talking to each other
They seem to speak the same language
to each other, to understand
could that language be -- me?