Box

Poem of the day. Draft one
Box

"Think outside the box," they told me.

"Think outside the box," they'd say.

So I put my socks and shoes on, and I stepped out of the box one day.

This outside place - this wonderland

I was led astray from the task at hand.

With no signs to point me to one single resolution, I wandered in search of my own solution -

And - I found many! And I kept finding more

Solutions to my questions,

 More questions to my solutions.

Infinity suggestions, and

 Invaluable life lessons .

In this world of possibilities

With no limits set with in it

The more I stepped outside that box, the less time I spent it. 

As time went on, something began to change with that box.....

Or was it I who had changed? All I know for certain, was that things were getting strange-

Because each time I was summoned to return “Home” to my box, it had become increasingly difficult to fit back in it.

Perhaps I was growing, or the box was shrinking smaller

Or maybe it was a little shorter, or I was growing a little taller

Was this box getting thinner? Was I growing wider?

 What I do know for certain was: The fit was getting tighter.

Too many questions! Suffocating in that box!

I put my socks and shoes on and I stepped out of the box

And with an “Ah-Ha!” moment, it all became so clear……
The box is not for me
This outside place - this wonderland is where I need to be

So I’ll be staying here

And I’ll be leaving my mark, for the entire world to hear.

Farewell box.