SOARING TO THE ALL

taking flight

Soaring to the All

He could see it all around him.
He sensed a huge chasm opening,
The leaves of autumn enchanted his eyelids,
bird flight viewed as aviation in slumber,
Clouds that permeated into his pores.
It was all consciousness in a waking state
orchestrated by a living daydream,
the vehicle that sent his mind on a soar to the all.