If only I could see
the light surrounding me,
A mirror in time my life has become, the doors to my soul open wide.
There’s no one new except for me in this extraordinary life; no guidance, no instruction card, no inkling of wrong or…
There are rare moments when I can feel the world’s beauty.
I wade through the symbols of essence unseen, by light and by shadow departing a dream, all centered inside of the self shell of me.
I sit inside my silence, not even awake, maybe, waiting patiently for the cocoon to open, not eager, not afraid.
I woke up one day, and I was someone else.
The soft breeze that touched me
has opened the sky
There must be a rip somewhere in the space-time continuum
There is always something to distract us, something urgent, usually unpleasant, so I’m going to say this really fast, before I lose your…