Waiting for an answer.

Often. When falling asleep. I feel euphoric. A state of mind.  Worth capturing. Forever. Makes me wonder. If that’s a glimpse. Into the spiritual realm. Complete relaxation. An out-of-body experience. No muscles. No sinews. No bones. No flesh. I am weightless. There’s nothing left of me. To weigh or measure. In one sense, I am nothing. But I am conscious. Able to think thoughts. Don’t know yet. Whether I can see or hear or talk. Because I am alone. Communicating. With myself. Not others. Why is that? I haven’t thought to ask. Until now. I’m waiting. Patiently. For an answer. Next time. --Jim Broede