escape

©2013 jill terry
Jillterry.com

Escape

Forced to acknowledge
Her earthbound
Vessel

The inner-workings
The stretch of its
Limits

The one within
She’s traveled
The whole of
This life

The receiver of
Its cause
She’s always been

Unspeakable pleasure
Unbearable pain
Forgivable sin

Linked now
With a manmade machine

Round the clock
Tic-tock
Tic-tock

Casts her circle
Recounts blessings
Patiently waits
For night to fall

Closes her eyes
Empties her mind
Effortlessly slips
To that place of
No time

Where souls do swirl
In their beguiling ethereal
Dance

Abysmal realm
Released from earthly bonds
Where all are welcome
Escapism is free

From this material world

Where nothing
Is as it seems
Exactly
As it should be

In our natural state
Wild
Untamed
Pure Energy

As all things living are
As was meant to be

© jillterry