Cardboard Box in the Rain

I sit within a section of time
I have placed myself in the center
the bottom
of a yet unfolded cardboard box
I follow the arrows
further the crease at the folds
lifting
one by one
the four sides
around me
I am sitting
within my slice of time
unaware as to the continuum
the cardboard
my barrier
the rain falls against the air
creating a curtain
drawing light from within
the appearance of morning
it glows within in its own making
the box has a lid
I attempt to draw down
there is no handhold
there is no way
to close and seal
the last piece
against time

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  1. Nice. Really like the imagery. I feel the effort and the emotion as I see the rain drops splash against your uplifted face. Thanks for sharing this with us.

  2. Defined and not defined. It’s the space I have found, ha, there was no joke intended there but just by using the word space, I once again thought I was in a finite dimension. Ah, what an earthling I am!
    Namaste!

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