I guess the pain never even left my body-
The anesthesia worked for me,
As it works for millions.
-It's the cure of the century-
I heard your voice,
I cried inside,
Yet felt equally happy
In our contrived friendship.
You heard my voice,
And your silent perception of it
Left me all confused.
Or was it perhaps my perception of your perception?
I knew it wouldn't last long though, this pain...
'T was just the misery of a cloudy sky.
That fell down on me
Like heavy mist over a mountain.
I wondered then, was the mountain enveloping me
Or was it me enveloping the mountain?
Although the answer was unknown,
It sure felt like I was carrying the weight of the mountain on my shoulders.
The love weight.
So heavy and plain.
So I proceeded then to restore the power balance,
Allowed myself to be carried by the mountain,
And rested in my pure consciousness,
In a universe of love.
