Bella Shepard

Crisis of Perception

I stand in the dark of night

When the stars are bright

And question my perception of life

Attempting to resolve misconception

Through reflection

Needing to be far, far away

From here and now

I hold out a thumb

And hitch a ride on a cosmic wave

I drift from the infinitesimally small

To the infinitely huge

And realize my miniscule part

In the vastness of it all

As I drift I meditate, contemplate

Until I am one with the universe

And when my sojourn ends

The world is in focus

I come home, blissfully alone

I see the world now

Through different eyes

I find my perspective

And manage my crisis of perception

If only for a little while