Staring into Space

He sits still staring into a space only he can see where

Walls, windows, doors and roofs all merge into one

Become as one, mingling together turning

Into a myriad of shapes and colours mixed forever

Into a cornucopia of shades of grey

A dream like state ensues where

Time flows by unnoticed

Minutes, hours a day goes by and

The pool of life has stopped

Time stands

Still

A bird flies by and no one blinks as it

Blends into a stone wall that

Bends like never before

Disappearing from sight

And still he stares

And the dream turns into reality

In his mind at least…………..