Freedom lies before me,
At the end of every day.
When I leave my body sleeping,
As I travel on my way.
I can venture through the astral
With it’s wonders and delights.
As it fills me with such comfort,
When I gaze upon the sights.
There are lots of friendly faces,
All around me as I roam.
They tell me that this paradise,
Will be my future home.
I will ponder in the morning,
With the dawning of new light.
Did it really happen?
My journey of the night!
John Griffiths
http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/journey-of-the-night/
