There is a light beyond this tunnel
Sifting reason
Inner treason
Of worlds, unimaginable, I drink
And dip into the rush of thought
At peace, the body lie,
In state the mind, a child
In a gunslinger spaceman drifting through the stars
The cavalcade of imagination
Stokes the fires of the waking.
* This week’s submission to the Monday Poetry Potluck, as hosted by those lovely poets Amanda and Kavita!