In This Glass Box

It is impossible to contain
the infinite
in this glass box
so each day
I live the impossible
hitting my head on the floor
then the ceiling
and the walls
bruised and at times bleeding
I learn slowly.

As for why
I really cant tell.
As for how-
I see there are many ways to be.

Floating in the centre
closing my eyes
going into the dream
of whats outside the box
feeling connected
with outside the box
calm
peaceful
bathing in the dream of love

But floating
not always an option
so it is possible
to explore as high,
as low,
as hard and fast
as you wish
as dull
as slow
as decent
as you wish

Conforming
to "good life",
proper,
stable,
with values
safe.
I guess
with sick and damaged
beign the majority of us
some rules are necessary

But when almost all
need to break the rules
sooner or later
or all the time
could the rules do
with some revision???

It is true though
Children require stability
so dont get too carried away.