In the room of disappearing,
I slowly faded into mist.

In the room of trees,
Saplings sprouted out of the ground wherever I stepped.

In the room of the sea,
I talked and swam with dolphins and turtles.

In the room of pictures,
The people in the photos waved at me merrily.

In the room of mirrors,
Objects were reflected in mirrors that weren’t even in the room.

In the room of leaves,
My hair transformed into branches that grew leaf buds.

In the room of invisibility,
I put my hand up to my face but I couldn’t see it.

In the room of flowers,
Roses, tulips and daisy’s grew out of my finger tips.