Behind my eyes

Behind my eyes

The world

Is more than a universe

Bigger, deeper.

I could fold up inside

As small as a billiard ball,

Roll me.

I would rattle against the walls

Invisible to the touch

A night without stars.

Big enough to herd sheep,

Fight a war

House a nest of vipers

Nurture a better nature

For the waking.

I could play,

Run and jump,

Skip like a child

Knock down ginger,

Even hide and seek.

Find love

Lose it.

There is no end

To the beginning

No pieces to pick up

Everything, as it should be.

In the blink of an eye

Whole world’s turn

The balance of reality

Re-framed to suit

The mood.

The hand of Dad.

The injustice of the outland

A mere shadow.

Beyond existence

I am ethereal

Lacking corporeality.

Burnt in Umber

Bathed in truths

Forging new rules

A re-construction

Meant only for me.

What happens internally

Is a free-flowing mystery

A continuous unfolding

A private exchange

Competing in actuality

Delivered

In perpetual darkness

A dialogue, oft withheld

At arm's length,

Solid air is poison.

Until eyes wide open,

I wish for illumination

So to be

And sometimes it is.