Beyond the Veil

[Spoken word] I feel myself floating in the clouds of heaven, untouched, unbound, somewhere between dream and breath. Above me, the sky opens like a wound of light. Below me, the abyss whispers my name. The air vibrates. The darkness breathes. Every heartbeat becomes a distant machine. Every thought dissolves into smoke. I drift beyond the veil. Beyond desire. Beyond fear. Only the sound remains. Only the motion remains. Floating. Falling. Forever between worlds.