sometimes its hard
to know
where to push
your head through
the illusion of this world.
what is outside
the portals of one's own eyes
as you pass through
the curtain of pleasant shadows
for the head may lead
as your hair tingles on the edges
and the heart chooses to remain
in the nest
it has made
in this current world.
as words flow
through the boundaries
of space and time
past where
the stars and moon
dreams of a richer
geometry .
For the smallest world
May be folded
Safe inside
Imaginations notebook.
Apr 11, 2014
Apr 11, 2014 at 11:11 AM UTC
sometimes its hard
to know
where to push
your head through
the illusion of this world.
what is outside
the portals of one's own eyes
as you pass through
the curtain of pleasant shadows
for the head may lead
as your hair tingles on the edges
and the heart chooses to remain
in the nest
it has made
in this current world.
as words flow
through the boundaries
of space and time
past where
the stars and moon
dreams of a richer
geometry .
For the smallest world
May be folded
Safe inside
Imaginations notebook.
