Where does the mind go

Where does the sun go when setting?

Sol circles the Earth but night decends for you.

The face in the mirror when you turn away

vanishes forever

when there's no one looking.

Where does the child go when it's sleeping?

They lay on their bed but sail ships into stormy seas.

The art in the gallery is just paper and paint When the doors are clunk closed.

The book is nonsense without the reader.

Words get their meaning in your eyes.

Sounds become speech

When there are ears willing to hear.

The mind wanders but

Where does it go?

And if it wanders how can you tell

it was ever there?