Stepping into an array of visions, searching each one as it fills me with unexplainable thoughts.

joy of yesterday.Hoping and wishing to go back in time, knowing it cannever happen, because reality is so true – so stark – you can’t get beyond it.Living through days of sorrow, grief pounding on my heartand mind, bringing reminders and traces of love to the forefront.

Searching futilely for the path that will take me the farthest from human contact.Stillness covers and protects me from the horrors of other people’s abusiveness.A grand time, setting me apart from all the claims of friendship that are dishonest.

Stepping across myriads of miles into theuniverse, following the many beats ofimmediate response.All days are filled with reverberations asthey echo eternally across my world, intomy imagination, creating factors of proseforever in an endless pool of lovely memories.

and held gently as life glides over our beings insilent hope and peace.Lights totally bringing realms of life closer toreality, illuminating hesitant images and focusingthem all into heaven’s future when I am older andwiser.

All this hectic commotion going on, while in a quiet exam room, the doctor sits calmly, quietly, going over results with another patient.

Following every idea across time and placement of curiosity, placing them all into chests of sensitivity.Encasing them specially as treasures of unfound joy, displacing sorrow and giving a solace so deeply it can’t be found.