Adrift in Limbo

The wind blows

yet I feel no cold

neither do I feel

the heat.

 I am numb to 

its temperature.

I know it exists

because my

clothing shifts in space

but as to hot or cold

I do not feel a trace.

The sun rises;

is it warm upon my face?

I know the heat is there

in every radiant flare.

I know I should

be warm

but my body does not care.

I am here

and it is there.

The moon comes up;

a  soft, silent circle.

Is that the man staring

down at me

or just my sensitivity

to what I wish to perceive?

Moonlight clear and bright

bringing shadows to the night.

I am not filled with fright

nor do I feel delight.

Emotionless seems to be

my current plight.

Awake yet dreaming

constantly teaming

with incessant thoughts.

Asleep yet aware

of that I do not dare

make concrete

within my turbulent thoughts.

Adrift in limbo

my stance

akimbo

I need a symbol

on which to pray.

How do I get to 

where I need to go?

When will my path be
clear I need to know?

How do I get to 

where I need to go?

Time moves quickly

and yet I'm going slow.

How do I get to where I need to go?

Adrift in Limbo.

My stance akimbo.

The door seems closed,

please open a window.