The story goes without moving
takes us on a journey
through time and space
without ever leaving our seat
And when it is complete
our bodies believe we’ve been
in spite of the cricks and stiffness
due to lack of actual movement
Time to step out of the story
and go for a walk
Else, ever seeking without end
ever gathering things of men
ever groping in darkness then
Should I not awaken
from slumber’s dream
release the illusion
of what life seems
…So, I step out on faith
with love-filled heart, I lift my eyes
enter the peace with silent sighs
of blessed grace
Like invisible cellophane
the window to her world
would flex and move
with her every movement,
yet restricted and
kept her from
the full experience…
Until the day
she closed her eyes
and stepped outside
Ah!
She awoke to brilliance that day…
