The mind sits on a pane of glass.
Colors swirling as reflections obscure the visions below.
Shadows dance and mass to cloud the glass.
The mind shudders with fear for its fall into the void below,
but the shadows give way to the light.
The light that dances and leaps off the sturdy glass.
Safe once more, separated from the visions below.
The mind remembers the dance and sighs with relief, a sigh that foggily clouds the pane, as the shadows come again.
