Story Institute Imagine Your Stories Again…

Up, up, and away from
The newly formed layers of concrete
Into the cushy pillows of little sleep.
Up, up, and away from
The familiar phases of dark and light
Into the soft glows of the pulsing spark.
Up, up, and away from
The toys of coming technology
Into the papers tending toward history.
Up, up, and away from
Work, friends, and family
Into the solitude of a speck others barely see.
Up, up, and away
Bring back the comfort of yesterday
And, stay lost for a future day.

By: John E. Murray, III