A Trip Through Realities Poem by Daniel Cox

I went through the Looking-Glass but glass I did not see.
Instead the Jabberwocky came to devour me.

I entered a wardrobe into Narnia. 'Tis true!
I saw wond'rous beasts that in my direction did ensue.

Frightened by my skirmishes into imagination,
I swore that life would be my only source of fascination.

But life soon lost its luster and to my horror I would learn,
That banned I was from these strange lands which I had come to yearn.

The door was shut, the glass was cracked, for I had grown too old,
Never to return with epic stories to be told.

I then cursed my own stupidity for fleeing from this freedom.
When all along, I should have learned that a mind is one's own kingdom.

And now I sit here by myself but I am not downtrodden.
For I don't cry because it's over; I smile because it happened.