While going down this, cloud hanging over me fills up with emotions
Denial of growth makes me small
Dependent on intangible gravity, it makes me almost complete

Challenging ideas on bed of white approach me
Consuming every breeze of harmony that I need

The silence of my unconsciousness, screams for my awareness
Control is reaching out for my inner self now
Down below, everything takes shape
and develops into something that I grasp

Finally laying there with this empty but colourful blanket covering me
Having experienced the feeling of power and being free.

Concept by Michael van der Meide
Poetry by Viola van den Heetkamp
Photography by Britt Erlanson