And I saw them flying carefree
Aligned as a gorgeous V formation
In a sky with streaks of the prettiest peach
With trees lined up like cheerleaders
But I was sitting inside comfortably
With my favourite people
Listening to my favourite music
Did they spot me?
But I’m impossible to spot inside my box
Maybe in my next life
I will be free
And the prettiest skies mixed with all shades of pink and blue
Decorated intricately with clouds will be my home
It’s also true that I feel peace
A peace that was so hard to find
And I want this to last
I love the colours here
It would have been great to grab a paint brush
And paint this moment to last forever
But alas I am a helpless human
Restricted with constraints of time and location
Can’t it be more like a dream
Where I paint hazily and suddenly there is an art gallery in my house
Then I invite only my favourite people
To see artworks that remind me of them
And we wine and dine and forget about the square boxes
That remind me of being a mere human
Restricted by the constraints of time and space
Librocubicularist soul 