Breathing Beneath And Beyond to My Friend, Cianna O'connell (Distance Is An Illusion For Kindred Souls) Poem by Nassire Ghadire

Realizing nothing, seeing nothing,

walking through the walls of my life without noticing them.

The moment I feel myself

is the moment I sink under a fine powder

of here- now-elsewhere-forever dust.

Overwhelmed beneath nine feet of thick existence dirt,

I lose the power of breathing. I forget the will of breathing.

Then, suddenly, the burying dirt becomes an infinite number of fireflies

forming a radiant lantern ladder toward you,

lying down on your couch with brief shorts and a little strapless wrap.

Then, I see you.

I see your face,

built of truth, mercy,

and caring beauty.

With your hands pulling me above the roof of this world,

To catch the chain of pearly keys

floating beyond time, beyond space,

beyond dreaming,

beyond understanding.