Molecular Awareness

and i float.

Invisible, imperceptible,

time swirls around me,

and i dream.

I am alive, electric,

and clouds.

Clouds engulf my sight,

and my mind.

Without yesterday,

i am free.

With no tomorrows,

and i am.

Slowly solidarity is back,

but time, it runs

past without me,

future without me,

and i am free.

Brighter to blinding,

sunshine reflects off me,

and i soar.

Country, city passing,

sea and shore.

Day to night i fly,

and orbit is mine.

Swifter, faster, spin,

a comet trip,

a tail of gold behind.

Wider, farther out

and stars my brethren,

welcome home echoes

from them.

And it is so until....

Swssssh.....crack,

and i am.

Here is time, the dream,

here to jail me in it's confines,

once upon a time.

I have been free,

and i will be again.

To fly without flight,

the wind, whisper,

to caress the earth

with my passing.

My molecules to liquid

evaporate to air,

and floating.

Sunshine flows through me,

and i am atomic, dispersed,

more than fluid, more, much more.

For i am, invisible, transient substance.

For minutes are firsts,

hours are days, are years,

to eternity, time stops.

and i am free.

For now has no tomorrow,

now has no past, now is

and i am .Now.

When i want to be,

sailing on strata,

swimming in cirrus.

Underground and above the earth,

or anywhere.

Talk about all the time in the world.

I'm not in control, if time rules me,

ignore it, it might go away,

but i am less than mist or air.

I am invisible, gone,

and have no master.

For death, or birth,

a cycle of dreams,

release me from my dungeon cell,

and i am free.

Free by losing all now.

I am unbound,

and i dissipate.

One with the cosmos,

one without time, silly time.

It can only bind my physicality,

and my essence free,

and always,

so many ways to dream.

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