Journey Of The Night Poem by John Griffiths

Freedom lies before me,
At the end of every day.
When I leave my body sleeping,
As I travel on my way.

I can venture through the astral
With it’s wonders and delights.
As it fills me with such comfort,
When I gaze upon the sights.

There are lots of friendly faces,
All around me as I roam.
They tell me that this paradise,
Will be my future home.

I will ponder in the morning,
With the dawning of new light.
Did it really happen?
My journey of the night!