Staring out the window,
Just white noise,
As he gazes beyond,
A breeze in the trees,
Light in the clouds,
A life outside he craves,
Over all of the activity inside,
The noise a distraction,
From the beauty he can’t escape,
The truth he cant hold,
These empty moments,
Filled with the sound of need,
A heartbeat and a desire to be,
To be more.