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One of my favorite personal poems.  Enjoy the ride!

I'm laying down
 when eye lids drop,
 and land me in a wondered stop.

 A lonely orb
 my eyes now touch.
 Quite naturally I question much.

 And so I zoom
 to closely gaze
 into this orb. My present craze 
 will soon absorb all questioned rays.

 I quickly slip
 inward to find
 a lonely world of specs that blind.

 These specs do grow
 as I fly far,
 and closer now, I spy a star!

 Soon endless gold
 stars find my eyes,
 and squinting, how my vision lies,
 though hints allow a blurred surprise.

 In spirit's rush
 exists a peace
 that vacuum's silence cannot cease.

 A ball of blue,
 a worldly place,
 familiars mind cannot erase.

 Now through the clouds
 my present state
 is falling to a quickened fate,
 and hoping few more seconds wait.

 I land so light
 and look to see
 there's brick red blood surrounding me!

 I recall that
 when eye lids dropped,
 my body flew threw air, then stopped.

 I see it clear!
 So I have bled!
 I jumped from plane and hit my head,
 I've cracked my skull, my body's dead,
 and to this ghostly world I've fled.