I wander barefoot on the pavement,

in the pitch black with my arms outstretched,

fingers feeling the still air,

feet dragging with each step,

like a child just getting used to its legs.

My eyes are open,

yet I see what I would if they were closed,

random patterns of colored light streaking across a black background.

The silence and darkness

make my heart beat in my ears,

and fill me with a vulnerability,

an unusual awareness of my balance,

the millions of tiny molecules,

surrounding every part of my body,

and the gravity,

that keeps my feet planted on the ground.