In Another Galaxy
Before I even close my eyes,
Awareness floats, starting to rise;
An earthy smell of fresh soil turning,
Rabbits burrowing and squirrels stirring,
Smoke from a fire burning;
Spirit answers the shaman's calling,
Trees undisturbed and evergreen,
The forest thick with no in-between,
Glistening emerald catching my eye
As I pass the hanging moss by.
I come to feel the leaves dancing in the breeze,
Gliding like an eagle high above the tallest trees.
Gathering, I pick up the pace,
Wind against my face,
My long hair flowing free;
Memories of the hidden key.
Misty rain,
The taste of salt in the air,
Aromas of the sea,
Echoes from the ocean,
Crashing waves are calling me.
Soaring through the clouds, soft fluff white,
Visions replay of pilgrimages at night,
Ancestors from another time,
Greeted as I'm guided in through a portal.
Earth grows small and air grows thin;
Consciousness slowing, starting to spin.
Now in another galaxy,
I am glowing from within.
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