In realms beyond the sight of human eye,
Where stars weave tales and cosmic dreams take flight,
There lies a realm where souls and spirits fly,
In boundless expanse of pure ethereal light.
The astral plane, where time dissolves into mist,
And earthly woes are but a fleeting sigh,
Here, consciousness and universe coexist,
In cosmic dance beneath the endless sky.
No chains of flesh can bind the soul’s ascent,
As thoughts unfurl like banners in the breeze,
In realms where every dreamer finds content,
And whispers echo through the timeless seas.
Upon this plane, the mystic and the sage,
Explore the depths of what the mind can be,
They wander through the corridors of age,
In search of truths that set the spirit free.
So let us journey to the astral plane,
Where earthly cares are but a distant sound,
And in the vastness of its boundless reign,
Discover treasures waiting to be found.
Thank-you for reading.
Much Love and light,
Brenda Marie
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