Imagining
that I can't sing
or talk or move,
what would I do?

The movie plays,
what would I say,
with frozen lips
and boring days?

Would my mind
take over, signing
up to see what's
behind dreams?

Writing runes,
disguising truth
to everyone else,
secrets on shelves?

Would being like this
be so bad?
Or would I enjoy
it and gladly,

to think so briskly,
beyond phrases,
past the mountains,
beyond fading
clouds and stars
and planets too.......?

Without movement
what would mind do?

copyright 2007 Rose Loya