Soaring through the sky.

Emerging through the fleecy downy clouds.

The wind gently stroking my hair, the sun tenderly embracing my skin.

I’m dazed, is this real or nothing but a trickery of my cognition?

Eyes shut tight, my heart beats. Steadily, unfaltering, unchanged.

This reality I perceive feels tangible, culpable, absolute.

My day dream has transcended me to the limits of my thoughts.

I’m perplexed, is this real or nothing but a dream?