trees, and plants
stretch, fold over themselves,
tear and rip apart
a gaping hole
left, the stars of the night sky
peeking through; entered
with hopes of understanding
transported to a garden
on the other side of the Earth,
the same solemn tree above
the listless water,
the dreary clouds
whose tears now stream
from my own eyes
relishing every second
of the confusion
until a step forward is taken -
no longer willingly chained
in place
I come to.