by L. Kevin Johnson
Lying in stillness only for a time,
My lover entwined with me,
like roots of a single tree
held close and bound to the earth.
On the bed in our quiet room,
I breathe easily and softly,
gazing into the peace of her eyes.
I begin to float away
caught like a feather in the wind.
Soaring higher - upward and out
where light fades and darkened stillness
arises from the primal void.
I soar around the galaxy,
Past worlds and cosmic dust toward the central sun