An ekphrastic poem, inspired by The Matrix.

Everything can be traced
to something beyond the surface
but we can’t find it
without that helping hand

The view is obscured
by an accident of focus
to follow the voice is the only way out

The maze leads to the drop
looking down is not advised
if we want to come down unharmed

But we cannot fly
so we must fall
or climb higher

Lightning strikes
accent the storm
raging inside and out

Will we choose not to drown?

(12 September 2016)