This is a prose poem about one day when I started to daydream. I thought it would be an interesting topic for a poem, so I wrote it all down.

A small glare in the green grass catches my attention, graciously bringing me to a place that slows my heartbeat and relaxes my breathing. My vision goes blurry and my imagination takes hold. I forget everything as the world spins around me for what seems like hours but then finally stops with a kiss of ice on my forehead. My skin tightens and I shake slightly while the shiver runs through me. The sound of my heartbeat gets louder, almost as if my heart were in my ears, the sunlight glaring in my eyes. I’m forced to squint. When I do my eyelids, heavy as the humidity, creep slowly closed as if in slow motion. Finally everything goes black. The whole world, the sunshine, the green grass, louder than ever now. I open my eyes to a different place. People around me, children through the green grass I was once entranced by and birds disappearing through the clouds just beyond the horizon. As my heart takes its place back in my chest, the voices of the world fade back in. Their mouths not just silently moving, the trees, not just silently blowing in the wind and I turn and become myself again. Shy, self-consious and small in the world of mystery.

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