Perpetual Legacy

One window is the door
To a whole new world,
When only you are ashore
Between not one but four walls.

But that wall would lead you
Between a pathway or two,
And you chose the road of fulfillment,
Now a journey in eternal torment.

And your eyes immersed,
An oddyssey of unreachable opportunities,
While your mind has painted 
The testament of new discoveries.

You look at your hands, full of projects,
And at your feet, desiring transport.
Then at your heart, ready to perfect.
Finally at your mind,prepared to teletransport,

But your mass can't cross a window
For you are still in between four walls.
only confort given is a pillow,
To lie there for time be gone.

Close window prives anyone of true beauty,
Only 'till one's acceptance of true destiny.
So, lie and die here, but listen carefully,
Encounter plenitude by writing your story.
Inspire multitudes with perpetual legacy.