Somewhere far from this body I'm in <br />is where I'm supposed to be. <br />This place where I'm living is just <br />too confining for me. <br /> <br />I want to move like a cloud in the sky <br />floating endlessly. <br />I want suspension in mid-air <br />whenever I want to see <br />every star that's been born <br />and every sun-lit morn, <br />every planet that's out in space <br />and every friendly place, <br />every thought-form that comes into being <br />and watch them all agreeing. <br /> <br />Is that too much for me to ask? <br />or is it where I've been? <br />My body here seems too confining, <br />this body that I'm in.<br /><br />Edwina Reizer<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/too-confining/
