I’m gently floating away.
I know there’s somewhere to be,
But an opening in the brush sweetly sings for me.
The ballad of mystery puts me into a reverie.
As I float farther downstream,
Reality becomes just as lost as I am.
A tingling in my mouth, a new sort of feeling,
Overcomes me and my blooming mind.
I know many others have seen this way before,
But this moment, it is mine alone.
Peace in solitude,
In an ever swaying universe.
Feet have become blurred,
The calm waters absorb them.
My hands gone on without me.
Only my anima swimming around.
Breathing in bliss.
Exhaling all toxicity.
Falling at a steady pace,
Into a tender fantasy.