Interact and Intervene

No matter where u go I will always be with you as a friend, a friend that you never learn to understand fully because of stereotypes

Water, drifting, shifting, slipping, crawling from the heavens
like serpents coiling they tighten your clothes in their grip,
as you slowly walk in a sea of black suits 
a boat seeking
                       its exit.
       Drifting you are but a innocent, invisible to the eyes around you
all they see is a face and a body dressed in red and blue hidden in a mist of movement.
                     As you slowly walk onward through the streets and round the
corners, like taking turns in your life. Everything around you is blurring.

                       Finally you stop, your legs numbed, everything around you is quiet
               even as you watch the bustle of bodies move and bump into each other
                 you can hear nothing. Then slowly the walls fade, falling away like cubes
  into the sky taking the people with it and the floor that you walk on becomes nothing  but darkness. 
a quiet melody of music starts to echo around the empty space 
                          the rhythm start to massage your ear
                         the bass pounding like the heart in your chest
                        the drum shakes the floor on which you stand upon
                       the quiet voices move your mouth like a spiritual chant.

  Closing your eyes to the melody of soul.
                                 Then beside you I am, to feel the music with you
                           The empty space slowly starts to fill with people all of them
                              eyes closed heads tilted upwards as if to observe the heavens
                              through closed eye lids.

The space starts to return around us the cubes return twisting into place
              the bustling street at a stand still as they look up at what is around them
           you stand in the middle and open your eyes that are deep blue 
       and see the music flowing through people Interacting with each other
                 forming melodies that could pierce the heavens.
                Like translucent water, of energy do they slither between the gaps of
                              the many bodies and legs as they all look to the sky in prayer.
The cloud is falling away the rain has stopped and the sun shines once more
   its been 10 long years but I can still see you, no matter if I am on-top of this
scraper or 5 feet under ground and no matter how much I yell you don't hear me
                          or see me
                    or feel me
              or understand 
                There is still more that you do not know about me
       but I wonder if there is ever enough time 
                                   when time is always so far away.