What is reality

Written by: Elisabeth Dubois

With open hands I touch my mirror A moment of darkness becomes much clearer As my body transcends into its realm I am entranced and totally overwhelmed Darkness subsides and a dream-like effect Takes over my being, in every aspect. So light, so free and yet so confused As to where I am although slightly enthused Have I fallen, am I dreaming, What is this space where I am standing Am I standing or maybe lying Nothing around to get my bearing A sudden rush of warmth surrounds me A gentle heart-beat resonates within me My need for breath becomes reality My mind is pure and free from memory A push, a shove, breaks up my world As things around begin to swirl A painful slap to make me cry Re-birthed to give it another try ©Elisabeth Dubois Dec – 2011