The Journey

I see inside with dream-like vision
I glide through slinky lines of time
Silver lights and golden kites
I bathe in light and gently recline
Like feeling carelessness’ caress
Ripples moving up and down my spine
Thunderous sounds so boldly loud
Speak? These tongues simply opine
Tunnels filled and gently moved along
Dancing faeries all in a line
I drift and travel onwards still
Into worlds and realms of mine
Is this truly my heaven then?
In the stillness of this un-time
Deeper and yet deeper still
Into this universe of patient calm
Knowing that whatever I foresee
I am certain that it’s really mine

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