The pill I found
awakened me like
Robert Deniro.
The dancing unfurled
with you in hand
and spectrums rose.
Nerves had no end
and struck like lightning
and I was blind for a spell.
A forty year reverse
to when hiding and seeking
was just a game.
Jesus was counting
against the tree
looking for me.
“O Lord, you have searched me and you know me.” Psalm 139:1
Gerald the Writer 
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thanks for stopping Elisa.
Ah, that’s quite an image in that last stanza!
Hey, thanks for stopping by.