Encounter

In space between sleep and slumber I do sometimes wonder Departing from lives atmosphere Transcending into space Ascending higher and higher Fingers not finding any hold on those cotton like floats Suddenly falling, falling at an alarming rate My heart beating fast I want to scream and shout Barely a whisper I get out Help Jesus Help The falling stops Clear water all about I’m afraid no longer Aware this dimension has other intensions I breath with ease follow the flow What a calming affect A soul enlightened encounter I awake, keeping this a secret Don’t want to be called a creep