No rules

 

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In the beginning I sank,
Deep down into an abyss
A feeling…
Incomplete,
As if pieces were missing from my soul.
Panicking I felt for holes…
Holes in my heart.
Holes in my soul

All I ever needed
I misplaced along the way
Long ago
As I backtracked
I missed the path.

Further and further I went,
I could not find my heart…
I could not find my soul.

I screamed.
My screams were muted,
Muted by a place that is beyond sound.
In this place there are no rules.

Movement in the distance I saw.
I ran…
My legs moved as fast as permitted,

My body can only travel so far.
In this place there are no rules.

I saw over the hills,
I reached.
Pieces of my soul were there.
In this place there are no rules.

The darkness produce shadows,
I wanted to see clear figures in the sun.
I wanted to dance with the shadows of the moon.
Simultaneous and Impossible,
I needed to complete my soul.

Every moment of this time elapsed,
In a world where there are no boundaries.
In a moment that spans a lifetime… yet escapes in a breath.
I understood
In this place there are no rules.

My time culminated with a solution.
Just right for the journey back…
Back,
Through this place that has no rules.
Back,
To my slumbering body.
My soul weary,
Back from a place that has no rules.

 

 

In the beginning I sank…

 

~ by enreal on February 22, 2009.

10 Responses to “No rules”

  1. Wow.. This really speaks to me.. Beautiful..

  2. Dear enreal, what a journey….you chose the image well to your poem, touching and gripping….Thank you

  3. I’m always touched by your words…and the pictures you select…

    Love and honour to you my friend

    Cyrus

  4. Beautiful image and words…..

    I always love catching up on your blog.

  5. Nice!!!! We all will sink in the beginning only. I love the words of your heart. ((HUGS))

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