Then the sun bends down to caress your face,
and now your soft eyes slowly open, revealing
an enormous white room — its dazzling shine!
You’re astonished — yes — you’ve sprouted wings.
You can go anywhere, do anything, be anyone.
You rise from the discarded shell of the old body.
You don’t look back, this will be the new dream.
The old gravity falls away, that cramped hovel
crumbles, disintegrates, revealing blue sky
with no horizon, only blue, endless blue.
It’s all open, spacious, unqualified vastness!
This is beyond the old stories of birth and death.
You blink your eyes and find yourself awake
amidst the turning stars — ah, you’re the matrix
from which streaming trails of pristine light connect
the galaxies in some unspeakable atomic bliss!
You blink again and now you’re home in bed.
You glance over to your sleeping lover — her beauty!
You realize that she has wandered far and deep
into the dream, sprouted her own new wings.
She can go anywhere, do anything, be anyone.
No failure is possible now, nor any binding limit.
She has become you, as you became her, there is
only one dreaming, the old gravity has fallen away,
and now we drift, untethered, through an enormous
white room, blinded by its brilliant shine, euphoric!
Feeling To Infinity 