Our eyes open in a cocoon

From frozen space, it’s hewn

No wings can carry us out 

From the rest, we’re shutout

Spun a long time ago

A web of air, the sun turns aglow

Making it the sky of the cocoon

It’s freedom, we assume

Hemmed in by the mind

And the sky that can’t be defined

There’s latitude in the cocoon

Life in numbers quickly balloon

When we arise from the slumber

We are no more lumber

Awareness flies out of the cocoon

And eyes close in a swoon