Light streams
Single, individual
Running down from the sky
Breaking forth the clouds
To meet the earth.
Caught in its essence
I want to rise, to feel
No weight
No pain
No fear.
Ascending
Into a black void.
Stars glide past.
Silence convenes with tranquility.
A light before me, swirling slowly.
Not the sun.
Something else,
Another world
Beauteous, glowing, divine.
Open to me wondrous Heavens.
I am flying.
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