I sit on the edge of the world

Dipping my toes into a void of ambiguity

There is quiet respite from the loquacious earth I hail from

I sit here immured in my mind's captivity

Thinking about what I could do

What I have done

What I haven't

I skip a rock into these unknown waters

It sinks with grace and ease

Making it seem virtually effortless to enter this abyss

Maybe if I had the anatomy of a rock I could do the same

I could be liberated

I look out to the illuminating bodies of gas that surround me

Then back down to where the pebble sank

I let my whole calf and knee feel the sweet, pristine waters beneath

Feeling like Wordsworth in his tranquil forest

I am lost completely to the oblivion that surrounds me

My find soars across the blooming night sky like a humming bird

Tasting all the sweet flowers that are light years away from each other

This distance is nothing to me

I am in my own Peter Pan adventure

Soaring through the sky

No worries

I slow down as I see the most magnificent array of colored light

Colors un imagined by an unaffected human eye

As my velocity slows my mind catches up

This is impossible I say to myself

But maybe I am just an aberration of nature an anomaly

This won't hold

So I get back out of the waters

I know they are no more than a standard dreamer's folly

So I tiptoe back to earth

It is like I never left