Outside my mind,
The world exists,
As it always has,
And always will,
But I am trapped,
Within this cage,
Of hopes and dreams,
With bars of hot desire,
And walls of thought.
When will I be freed,
My sentance over,
To stand like the mighty tree,
Or drift like a floating cloud,
To finally feel and touch,
And deeply know,
The fabric of existance,
The face of reality,
And the measure of infinity?
(13th February 2010)
