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?