The Dream

I dreamt that my spirit was free,
And I floated weightless amongst the stars.
Beyond me the Earth shone like a beacon,
Reflective of the Sun’s great light.
As I drifted in the eternal starry black,
I felt at peace with the Universe.
Then I sensed its intelligence…

This is not the beginning.
But then, this is not the end.
To have an ending you must first have a beginning.
The beginning…
Oh but where is the beginning…?

I dreamt that my spirit was free,
And I floated weightless amongst the stars.
Beyond me the Earth shone like a beacon,
Reflective of the Sun’s great light.
As I drifted in the eternal starry black,
I felt at peace with the Universe.
Then I sensed its intelligence…
Then I sensed its pain…

This is not the end.
This is not the beginning.
This is a chapter in an eternal story,
As old as Time itself.
These are my hopes,
These are my fears,
These are my dreams,
This is me.