THE FIELD

You stand in a field
And glance in the wabe.
And you know, 
just know
You own the world.
No, Not the world...
YOUR world.
You brought here these people of yours
whether you knew them or not. 
You knew the rules
when you discovered the power of your eyes.
But it left you when you forgot to care.
Gone to the mysterious field.
You're still in that field,
Rediscovering what had been lost
And finding what was already found.
You look beyond this field 
To the next...
There lies a field of right
And a field of wrong.
Beyond that,
further than your eyes dare to let you see
There is a field.
I will meet you there.