WHAT IS: Confinement

• When a woman gives birth to a baby, lying-in, travail, childbed
• The act of restraining of a person's liberty by confining them, usually against their will
  

As I sat up in bed one Sunday Sabbath, Me
I shook the rag doll cobwebs from my hair
While rusty bed knobs toppled noisy glee
Burst I from a confinement
I could no longer bear…

This the room I made for my elf self
And this my elf self gave to me
Wake up Wake up We said and claim your wealth
And up I came like as a gnome from 'neath a tree

There are inklings in the morning that will flit away
if you don first your clunky earthling shoes
you'll miss the melody they're wont to play
you'll lose the plot, you'll miss the boat, silence the muse

There is no time quite like the present Now
and you've been told the present is the gift
then prithy please engage the Now moment
when you show up then levity will lift

I'm here to tell you; you are everything
a wished unduplicated piece you bring
someone wished upon a distant star,
That very wish come true is who you are

That's all you need to know to lift the roof
Even the Mayor of Santa Cruz has told
the citizens of that fair town the truth
You are enough! Go forth; be bold!

Now when you enter this cross-platform world
where our creative scribings can't be see'd
though we send word in black and sans serif
just color curl the letters as you read!

Returning oft' to wonderment and awe
to whimsy and to magic in the air
no more deplete resources you must draw
from wonderment ~ for everything is there

No deep-shaft mining for this diamond in the rough
just lift it from the dirt where it doth lie
to rub it with your sleeve is quite enough
to return the sparkle twinkle to your eye

Queen of the forest Queen of Hearts and Queen of everything
spake: don't be fooled that feet are made of clay
That senses number five? 'tis but a myth!
There are countless realms we draw from in a day

Trust Who You Are trust what you bring trust where it goes
Turn door knobs that you grasp: mirth is the key
Deserting dirth deserting doldrums dire and woes
Grow younger toward death with eyes that See.

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