The Meta Plane
On the astral plane,
Arising slowly,
I am everything;
I am everyone,
I have no limits.
A soul melding
With consciousness,
Achieves oneness,
Universal.
Angel song,
Lulling me
Into bliss.
At one
I’m free…
Free!
Copyright © M. L. Kiser | Year Posted 2019
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