Think

I close my eyes to get away.
An inch is a mile across.
A mile is a mind long.
A mind is a blink away.
Today I walked on the clouds.
Today I swam across land
Today I flew in the sea.
I saw a a song
A song sang to me.
I heard the dust fall.
The dust fell on me.
I felt the openness of a confined space.
The space inside me.
Blink and it changes.
Think and its anew.
I am here not there.
But here does not define me.
When I am there I count the fathoms.
One Inch, maybe one and a half.
My map, my mind, me.
I will come back with my eyes closed.

Sigmond and the safari in his head