a warm swim,

a cloud,

wind,

floating

in all 

that.

simple Being,

after all

this

time.

HA!

who would have

guessed the price 

of admission;

every 

thing.

every thought

every idea

every concept

every wound

every triumph

every sorrow

every gift

every joy

every me,

surrender it all,

for one

split second

and

you're

gone.

sm  10.2015