As i lay in my bed
At the point of sleep
A strange sensation
Crept up on me
Flat on my back
I am paralysed
I feel my body
Start to rise
Slowly uplifted
I am rising higher
Heading toward
My bedroom door
Startlingly aware of pictures
That hang on my walls
And even a spider
On it's web
My heart is racing
As my front door opens
Still i float slowly
Outward
Approaching the sky
Outside is windy
I see leaves circling
Looks like i'm watching
An old western movie
Feeling so peaceful
Enjoying the ride
So very aware of the stars
And cold air
High in the sky
I begin to wonder
Who guides me here?
I'm suddenly falling
Panic attacks me
Still paralysed
Still flat on my back
Sensing fear
What can i do?
Falling falling
Faster and faster
Wish it would stop
Abruptly
Now back in bed
My skin my hair
Soaking wet
Was it a dream?
It cannot be
As i know for sure
I was not asleep
Out of my body
Is where i did go
Why?
Will i ever know?
Did spirit guides lead me?
Allowing me to see
Another world
Only special to me
If only i knew
for certainty
However i'm sure
That they were with me
Too true Fog runner... i agree. Some good bit others are not! x
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Hahahahahahahahah me too! thought i was gonna meet auld Nik hahahahah