forever sitting on this seat

May you build a ladder to the stars
And climb on every rung
May you stay forever young
Forever young, forever young
May you stay forever young

 - Bob Dylan

photographer: Keran Elah

chairs are known to be sedentary and stationary
quiet in rooms 
staidly placed around tables
so sedate and composed in corners and along walls

but no not this chair
it takes me to the fields
through barbed wire and mist
it carries me over all the dreamscapes 
i have ever imagined
and makes me break out in full-throated song

mary mary quite contrary
how does your garden grow?
with silver bells and cockle shells
and pretty maids all in a row

on chairs that climb to heaven
with tiers one plus seven
will my mind go
where the winds most high blow?

mary mary quite unordinary
your moods as the seasons will vary
often hiding away from too much talk
she would rather in her green fields have a walk

mary mary quite contrary
how does your garden grow?
with silver bells and cockle shells
and pretty maids all in a row

faint tremors i feel in the wood of this chair
it feels like it wants to take me somewhere
perhaps there where earth and heaven shall meet?
then i will remain forever sitting on this seat

photographer: Keran Elah