I'm surrounded by black space, where not a single sliver of light enters
The fall is unbroken, it is slow, I can feel the gush of air as it flashes past
I can also feel the arms that reach out to grasp me...
Protection or imprisonment...the baffling mist wraps another layer
I close my eyes and I can see myself drifting ...the sun is shining
the dewdrops are a patient audience
I'm free, I'm unshackled I know where I drift
Suddenly, a fog descends...I find myself drifting unknown
Where is the sun that shone, where are the sweet tones?
All that is left is but a mist... an all encompassing shroud of black and grey
It shatters me...it drifts me along...
