I woke up,
from a dream,
rooms was cold,
and serene,
hands were numb,
eyes were young,
opened the shades,
let in the sun.

Walked outside,
looked around,
took in all,
the sights and sounds.
Man, am I,
happy to be alive,
sun shining bright,
my life has just begun.

And so I ran,
into the fields,
and I let,
my wounds heal.
An open space,
the feeling of grace,
as the wind,
brushed my face.

The world was wide,
the world was small,
before my eyes,
I saw it all.
I felt love,
and felt bold,
till one day,
I grew old.

My skin shriveled up,
and my heart,
weakly puffed,
and I stop to sit down,
and I felt,
the sights and sounds.

And then I lied down in bed,
and I rested,
my buzzing head,
and I closed my weary eyes,
and I slowly,
faded into time.