For a timeles overnight snooze.

I feel at one. With the universe. With creation. Some call it a cosmic consciousness. Who knows? Maybe some day I lose my consciousness. But maybe my awareness. Comes back. Again and again. Upon my return to time. I wonder. If when I drift asleep. Every night. I have journeyed. Outside the dimension of time.  Where one can stay. For one million years. And upon awakening. In my reality. It would seem as if one were gone. For a timeless overnight snooze. --Jim Broede