Outstretched And Exposed To find Yourself In The Chasm.
Displaced Consciousness As if A Phantom.
Holding your soul, Close to your body.
Rolling Into A Cocoon Of Newly Spun String.
Rolling, rolling, rolling... To where?
Towards Undetectable Cosmos.
Unending, Then crystalizing Over sudden sunsets, Infinitely, Across the horizon.
Moving towards Abstractions Faster, As concrete Fails to set Within them.
Swept up On the stairwell Of a helix, Waiting to See where It ends.
Caught up In the never-ending Space of Obscurity That sometimes seems Forbidden.
This poem might not appear to make sense at first. It came to me as a visual image that suddenly popped into my head as I was thinking about how I feel about a life situation that I've struggled with for a while. It actually has dual meanings as after I wrote it some subcontious thoughts also surfaced. I've heard poetry is good therapy and believe it. So the inspiration came as the sun started to go down as it does now at 4pm. I was thinking about a piece of life, closed my eyes and saw myself exposed and naked laying in a dark, empty space. Then I realize it, and so my entire being rolls itself up in a cocoon for protection to find that my mind is very abstract and struggles in this concrete world, especially around a lot of people who are very concrete and black & white thinkers. It's time to find a new field but it seems like a big leap. Just thoughts and visualizations put to words....