Calling softly
I hear the sound
That beckons me
Beyond myself

To an open door
Through
A “brilliant” dark
I fear no more

Bathed in peacefulness
Buoyant
In the darkness
Drifting

To an unseen destination
Mesmerized by rolling shapes
Weaving
Like Dragons weave
Through nights shadow

Waiting
For that
Brief
Transitory moment

Permitting
Absorption
Into the Mystic