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)