Escape Route collage by Beth Hoeckel
Inside this new love, die.
Your way begins on the other side.
Become the sky.
Take an axe to the prison wall.
Walk out like someone suddenly born into color.
Hand decorated map by Boy In A Bear Suit
Do it now.
You're covered with thick clouds.
Slide out the side. Die,
and be quiet. Quietness is the surest sign
that you've died.
Your old life was a frantic running
The speechless full moon
comes out now.
'Quiet' by Rumi
I wonder if I'll ever learn to review life choices regularly; not wait until painful times like physical or emotional illness give me no other choice but to review. Who knows?!