This Distance
March 3, 2008 by engtovo
Distance betrays me
Time space illusion
The winds are howling
Bring forth
Spreading seed
Seeping through the window sill
Talking in the night
Through the woods
Squirrels nested safe
The sound awakens within
Reaches the place of new life
I go forth to meet it half way
The song is sweet
The laughter sweeter still
The howling continues
It wraps around
Touching nothing
Inside this cocoon
Distance becomes nothing
Time space becomes what is chosen
Engtovo ~ March 2, 2008
It appears that I have a zipper on my cacoon and I had to go back in for more transformation.The howling calls me I am so drawn by it.It does not scare me it attracts me.It is not safe at least not right now.Maybe it never really was to begin with.I can’t stay in this cacoon forever.I guess I’ll know when it is time.Eventually the cacoon will deteriorate I hope I am still alive.The subconscious mind has no space and time reference.So maybe I am still larve.I only thought I could fly.