“I sit. I watch. I did not know my eyes blackened
as the sun rises and sets. I cannot move, but the real
world inside me is alive and colorful.
The beautiful forms in air, the parts of me, flow in the boundless
space. They are me that I know and I still do not know of.
The door is open yet no one seems to visit. The grasses
are still green, but only the wind acknowledges them.
I sit so still, but my world is never still.”