You will get so far in
There becomes no way out
Hovering on a float
Still reactive but much less
Still receiving but much less
Before was another place to walk through
Thoughts dripping off the table
A glass of water on its side
Slowly losing the ability to control it all
I remember this being the point
Seeing when to turn it off
Another point in time
Seeing when to leave it on
Letting you all in
Letting you all go
They can sit and look to judge to feel better
About it all
Waiting in the gap
Switching from predator to prey
Rebuilding the place of perfection for the hell of it
When the hawks come home
When the lions sleep
As the fire burns
Keeping us all warm
One last winter before it changes again
In the cycle
Hazy Acres 
Your Thoughts