My mind is rushing ahead and there is nothing I can do about it.

The unknown trap appears

I an boxed in as I go round. I need a key but there is no lock, I need to break free.

My thoughts are like a jungle. There seems to be no escape. I fall deeper and deeper.

The other side is gazing at me. I embrace this mirror.

I see a stairway. Has it always been there?  Have I found a way out of this maze?

I ponder. Something has touched me.

The unknown becomes the known.

I walk up the stairway and I drink.