There is reflection upon reflection around me. I can see outside, but then there is a darkness that leads me to not knowing the verses within me. I try to come and go, but I am stuck in a zone that has no resonance. I promise to sing the praises, but my song is not on your lips. Writing from a curious spot in my soul has become difficult the last few days. Bend your knee and know me completely. From that position you look up and see my eyes can shift to blue, green, and even violet. Ireland is in my midst, and I search for my king. He is shy for the first time in his life. I feel his gazes, and he amazes me. I know that even those who are with us are not in the world view. I will lift my head as he sings in a country that has given in to it's lunacy and darkest parts of itself. It is cruelty set free and false righteousness. I hold you all in a globe that can reflect even the wind. No one is who they are on the screen. I will stay for now in my shelter, quietly. My feline friend is becoming more a mate to me than he was before. Together we will claw at the windows and the walls and soon we will see the opening of a realm to set us free. Be careful when you see me on the street. I am here for eternity, it seems, but then I will disappear and will find the highest space in the atmosphere. Love will set me free to be me.
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