Just the act
Of lifting the hoop
Sends new information
Coursing through my veins
This time I notice
A neural-renovation
Has taken place
Sometime in the night
A new passageway
That's opened
Unexplored, uncharted
I have to lean forward
Duck down
To get in
Once inside
The ceiling is higher
Than I could have imagined
And it's a gallery
Of possibilities.
