Soaring Heights

I sat there by the window
Ruminating over things to come
Thoughts that make me elated
Thoughts that make me numb.
Visions of the calf suckling its mother
The white faced owl hooting, flapping its feathers
Farmers sowing seeds in the field
Awaiting eagerly to reap their yield.
My mind soared to unreachable heights
As high as an eagle's unmatched flight
Everyday is a new tomorrow
Be it happiness, be it sorrow.