Monday, March 9, 2015

Wonderland - revised

Life surrounds me; sounds confront me
Little do I hear trumpets sound
Likewise of many buzzing bees
Across the forest, I make rounds

Silence makes a pitter-patter
While a raindrop hits the wet grass
Natures lullaby quite dapper
As silence puts me in a trance

It’s eerie now, vastly unreal
Heart far above me, in the sky
A fantasy starts; my skin peels
Transformed I am a butterfly

Free of my cocoon, free to fly
This is my chance for a new life
Wings constricted, I wonder why
My feet won’t leave the ground; a knife

Still the trance overwhelms my heart
Trying eagerly to leave ground
Yearning to be long past this part
Despite lack of music; no sounds

My heart now understands and knows
Standing in the deafening quiet
My vast knowledge begins to show
Brain, heart and spirit in riot

I slowly lay my head back down
Again to wake; reality
To the dreary woods I do frown

There is no actuality

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