Everything moves in and around it;
Thoughts, ideas, behavior.
Everything goes in and around it;
This life, the next, and what’s in between.
Everything makes it;
Yet- nothing and no one ever breaks it.
Everything is imprisoned in it;
The freeman, the slave, and he who is asleep.
And I, being just another prisoner,
I’m trying to depict just some glimpses of my journey in it.