without?Posted: August 14, 2013
in here I feel safe.
in here I may look out and see the world
without touching and without being touched.
in here I may even assume a position of power
without reprisal or physical confrontation,
without influence or affect in the world.
I am inert, albeit temporarily…
but without, I am assured,
is the world that furnishes within
within which I do presently reside.
and without is somehow an echo
but more full of pleasure,
of touch and smell and taste,
with more depth and more possibilities,
with more potential to embrace life
in all its detail and complexity.
nevertheless, within I am alone;
if I get lost then no one will find me
beyond the spectral manifestations of my imagination,
the inhabitants of a landscape of dreams,
neither spirit or form.
and when I awake they will be gone.
but this is merely one perspective,
literary conjecture founded in time already spent,
reflections upon inside and out.
and without doubt,
I may reach you
from wherever I am…
P Ward 2013