poem 77

"fantasizing about a world 

a world where I came from

a place that existed

before all creation

where the feelings were pure

and the sights were gorgeous

the space was infinite

and my heart was enormous

it was filled with love

I saw through my hearts eye

and I heard sweet sounds

coming from the sky

it's a place I'll return to

when the timing is right

and go back home

into the light."