She walked through the painting, out of the picture...

She walked through the painting, out of the picture

into the hallway, out of the door,
out of the elevator, down the stairs,

into the street, across the road,

between all the people, entering the station,

down underground, pushing through the crowd,

onto the train, moving so fast,

up overground, focusing her mind,

away from the city, into the field,

jumped in the grass, laid on the ground,

took the blue flower, picked off the leaves,

spreading her wings, inhaling the air,

continued her journey, into the sea,

took a deep breath, closing her eyes,

embracing the freedom, swimming downstream,

felt so good, activated her brain,

opening her eyes, staring at her bedroom ceiling,

She closed her eyes, thinking of the dream,

She walked back into the picture, once again trapped in the painting.