Out of Body Travel
Out of my body
Soaring in a sea
Of space in my sleep;
I see many souls,
Familiar to me.
Planets, creatures,
And souls like me;
Sailing cosmos,
No need for ship.
Such a thrill;
To gather
In these seas.
passing
planets
Joy!
Copyright © M. L. Kiser | Year Posted 2019
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