Of Spirits

I stood there breathless,

I was so frivolous.

They were all around me,

Always searching so frantically.

They are spirits to me,

Only I am spiritually free.

They choose to ignore me,

I choose to be so dreamy.

It is far from a dream,

It is a spiritual beam.

It shines on me,

Allowing me to just be.

My heart is uncaged,

My mind is deranged.

It beats towards nowhere,

It wonders to nothing.

My ears unfold,

But nothing was beating.

There they were I was told,

The spirits who weren’t dreaming.

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