IT WAS NOT INSIDE

Everything is changing, changing.
I was pulled, squeezed, pushed
the world into a darkness,
almost crushed and burst unto the bright.

It was not inside.

I then felt the vibrations in a strange way.
bathing in the ripples;
I danced about sleepily reassured.
the ever-present hum of that sound;
It was my salvation when the twists, turns and bumps
got to be too much.

Suddenly up was down and floating was not the same.
Hurting me something that would not give.
Piercing brightness,
strange freakish sensations;
at once something other.

New sound aroused,
brightness to dark,
dark shapes cloaked in dark shadows.
Some sound seemed to center in
the heart of me.
Me. I this was different;
what is this I that I see?

Oh my, I am not inside!
What is this release?
Every second new.
Suddenly there’s I and you.
Small and afraid,
where is my deliverance?

I am not inside!

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