Dance of the mind

Encapsulated in a trance.
No voices, no sounds. 
The solidity of my body,
It disintegrates in a whisper. 
 

Dancing above in pushes and pulls,
My mind leaps.
Thought to thought.
Question to question.

 

Questions that mature,
Tall, strong and ever shifting. 
Through this labyrinth of questions,
I quest to escape.

 

Turning and twisting,
Towards a feild of everlasting questions.
Ends are ever darkening,
And escape is beyond my reach.

 

My mind is lost,
And feels no ground. 
With the separation of mind and body,
Where does one end and the other begin?

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