Night Flyer

Night Flyer

I close my eyes and summon my will,
My mind focused in deep concentration.
Ticking clock stops as time stands still,
Succumbing to forces of imagination.

Senses heighten beginning to tingle,
As the body becomes transparent.
Striding the earthly and incorporeal,
Floating effortlessly above the bed.

Coursing forward toward the window,
Rising gloriously into evening skies.
Night lights falling further below,
Spherical horizon now catches my eye.

Destination requires only mere thought,
Cosmic winds bend to force of my choice.
Ethereal angel wings bear me aloft,
I hear ecstasy in the sound of my voice!

“Why God have I never flown before?”
The question now lingers in my head.
In doing so I’ve opened reality’s door,
Fantasy lost summons fear, then dread.

Falling earthward to a world awakened,
Flight of my spirit fades to memory.
Gossamer wings are only sheets and threads,
And I a mere mortal among cottony debris.

Contented smile greets dawns first light,
Slumbering years have brought forth the same theme.
Once again I will travel the edge of midnight,
For flying has always been my favorite dream.

TAH