the world beyond our nose

you know that feeling?
when you think you know it all,
when you think you've figured out your life,
that this is the way you want to live,
that you've reached a space of joy
that cannot be erased,
when you love how people come to you
for support and advice,
and you tell them how you don't know
or that you know how life works,
and what must be done;
you know that feeling?
when you're sitting on the edge of your seat
and have the end of a play all figured out,
because you knew you were listening
to everything,
when you butt into a conversation
bursting with thoughts you want to spill
and impregnate the others with,
because you cannot hold yourself,
because you cannot not share
what strums your heart strings,
yeah, every now and then,
we get there, to that space
where we cannot look beyond our own nose,
the place where our world begins and ends
with a pause, taken or not,
on this side of the world,
where silence purrs and stretches
like a cat on a wall
sure of its nine lives.