It Appears I'Ve Disappeared

A lot of acquaintances deemed me lucky, and I knew I was, For I had a successful life, when all could have been chaos. I had a wonderful job that I loved, making plenty of money, And a loving family and friends, and my future seemed sunny! I then worked at an agency of the U.S. Department of Defense, Researching the new military weapons, which was very intense. We were at the time working on a strong, invisible shield, For our soldiers to use in foxholes, upon the battlefield. Like the early fog cloaks the views, of everything nature, Causing mysterious obstruction, for each probable spectator! I often found myself at the facility after hours, all alone, Trying to figure out a certain problem, before I went home. The project was very interesting, and it quite captivated me, Like the moon captivates a wolf when he's howling lustily. I was very close to a breakthrough. I could actually feel it, And I couldn't bear to break my concentration, even a bit. The shield had already been completed, except for one part, Which was an invisibility solution-already off to a good start. I worked for two hours, until the solution was finished, And trying it out, was a temptation that I could not resist. So, into the large vat, I dipped the very end of a pencil, And as it partially disappeared, I knew I'd been successful! Then I dropped the pencil, and saw bits of floor disappear, Oh, no! I was unused to making such mistakes in my career! But as I bent to recover the pencil, my high heel slipped, And trying to break my fall, the edge of the table I gripped. The table was far too small, and the vat was much too tall, And as unconsciousness descended, I actually saw the vat fall! When I regained consciousness, there was a lump on my head, While I also knew vague and disquieting feelings of dread. The empty vat lay on the floor, which had partially vanished, Like the sun disappears, after the blooms have been kissed. I could actually see into the room on the level below mine, And I also noticed that of my two feet, there wasn't a sign! Shocked and alarmed, I found a room with a full length mirror, And saw my entire body was gone. Nothing had ever been dearer. I couldn't afford to panic. I knew that I must stay serene, So, I went back and cleaned up the mess, at the accident scene. I felt better after I'd done it, knowing it couldn't get worse, All I had left to do, was put my strange dilemma in reverse. But for now I was tired and hungry, and just had to go home, Like a queen returning to reside, upon her invisible throne. On the way out of the building, I accidentally bumped someone, And after looking around wildly, she yelped and was soon gone. I realized I had to walk home, and luckily the distance wasn't far, For I didn't want to cause consternation, with a driverless car! Once home, I had a fine dinner, watched a movie and went to bed, And then I slept very peacefully, until the moonlit darkness fled. The next morning I went to work, long before I was due to arrive. I could finish work on an antidote, before my mishap was realized. My work went well and rapidly, and I restored the invisible floor, Then I restored visibility to myself, and I was happy once more! As for the invisibility solution, I carefully made another batch, Like the rains replenish the earth, in a way no other can match. When my coworkers began to arrive, it was just another busy day, And none had the slightest inkling, of my transformative Thursday! As a fern knows naught of a universe, overflowing with pale stars, For awareness is barred by a green canopy, as is the moon and Mars. Another few weeks went by quickly, and our project was complete, But I was filled with discontent, and job success was bittersweet! Years ago I'd had a passion for painting. I was lauded for my talent, But I'd put those dreams aside, to make money that I hadn't spent. I finally came to a decision, to return to my true heart's desire, And buy a cottage in the country, then create paintings to inspire. Much to everyone's surprise, that's exactly what I did soon after, And my lovely cottage, is at times, filled with fondest laughter. My art became a sensation, so I guess I would've made money anyway, If I had only believed in myself, as tomorrow believes in yesterday! I am so much happier now, because I am living the life that I love, And that is the only way of being happy, that I'm absolutely sure of. I don't regret the accident, that made me look at life more closely, Because it was in my very disappearance, that I found the real me!