Emerging from the yet to be a loving peace transpireth , a silent stage devoid all sound where no earthly thought has yet dwelt.
Of virgin space untouched , invisible and unseen, gently carressing hopes' event horizon in shrouded mystery.
The quiet beat of a distant drummer draws me toward the void ; the faint whisper of Lifes Cantor bids us embrace the vast unknown.
One door closes while another opens as behold we the glistening throne.
Our senses fill with wondor as all our thoughts are stilled..we leave behind all comfort gone before in the Freedom of a Dream.