Nightly Travels

My night time travels take me to other worlds, places I can only dream of here. Satisfying my thirst for adventure, my psyche-me and soul-me fly away with happy winged feet as the body surrenders to REM sleep. Leaving the body in the bed, snoring happily, oblivious and unperturbed that soul-me is gone, traveling lightly. Free at night to sail away, to exotic places, to meet people not often present on this planet. We do not limit ourselves, psyche-me and soul-me. Until the body starts to rouse, we are soaring from galaxy to galaxy, uninhibited by anything cumbersome or heavy. The silver cord zaps us back often way too suddenly, without warning. The body gives a loud quick gasp as we re-enter the chest too hard, and too quickly. The fingers start shaking; the body 's face shakes, as it wakes up with a start. We come back more and more often in this way, as we are so happy to make our escape and play. The older we get, the more playing we do, practicing for the big release.