in a cage of sunbeams

i arrived

listening to the tall thin man

he was part of what i knew as

'the world'

he believed

that he was better

than he

was

and i was his

in name

and form

and so

he expected much

in return for so very little

i remember arriving at a time

and a place

filled with the feeling

that a lot of the world

i was compelled to be a part of

was ugly

and wrong for me

and that like i was told

so often

"could do better"

so i constructed

a little world

all of my own

and filled it

with the most beautiful music

and words

and art

that i could find

or create

building walls

of knowledge and understanding

that few could climb over -

there were no doorways

sometimes i would come out

and play with similar minded people

in their worlds

they knew we were different

for doing this

we just didn't talk about why

at the end of every day

i could smile

and feel that deep love

i felt for my little world

when i returned

-

on the balcony

standing in a cage of sunbeams –

like a rainbow

tomas tranströmer