Carried Away

I feel carried,
In life's enwrapping trance.
My heart is on the breeze,
Thrilling my senses,
And processing, transmitting, absorbing,


Fellow humans,
Your thoughts call out to me,
As I fade.

Your unsteady strolls,
Your rapid eyes,
Your uneven breaths,
The schedules are written in posture.

Fellow humans,
I am carried away,
To unexpected levels.

Away unhinged and out of sorts.
Away on a rapturous journey,
Whose end is pain,
But whose goal is love.

Away,
To where the voices of the past,
Peck and crow,
Like indignant pigments,

To where life is a pinpoint,
And translucent futility is Lord.