Visions In Sleep

Atop this precipice

I sit and watch as

The beasts wander the fields

From left to right

All in their places except for one

He grazes alone

And though his keeper

Turns a blind eye

He stays within his confines.

These dreams are temporary

But the memories are worth

Their weight in gold.

And, when the lines have

All faded from the sand

I hope their borders hold me in

I've retraced lines on the maps

That outline the fictitious fates

That I've created to make a way for myself

Above the walls, and out from under

The loving hands that held me close

That kept me in

I've mapped the constellations for years

But they haven't proven trustworthy just yet

I've stood on the shoulders of giants

But never saw past my own shadow. No!

Why have I strayed, beyond your reach?