Slow Trails

you
underneath
lonesome fingers
tapping virtual worlds
struggling to render reality
upon screaming screens of blue
a simulation hoping to allay anxiety
that never compares to a purer majesty
afforded by opening a door and your mind
to skies of calming and natural prisms
diffusing wilder colors and aroma
embracing textures of winter
flowing aside waters of
peaceful salvation
lost in waves
of slower
trails