Box

I watched the movers fill a truck with my neighbor's belongings today

Everything fit neatly into a nice dimensional box

Little boxes placed into a bigger yet little box that could be driven away

Driven to another place where it all could be unloaded and arranged into another dimensional box

This time maybe a bigger box than where it used to reside...or at least one with a better view

Maybe this new box is within walking distance to a boxy school, boxy hospital and boxy stores

Maybe it will be nearby a boxy job

Wherever the stuff ends up it will arrive upon paved roads traveled by many

All linear roads and sidewalks lead to boxy things

And so we live our lives with boxy underwear, boxy minds and boxy hearts

Imagine if there was a wilderness...a place where oceans, forests and sky all came together

To wander aimlessly and join the stars billions of miles away and into blackness that's infinity

Where a box is nothing and light is free to travel everywhere