Beyond the clouds, amidst the stars Cradle in the wind, shield from thunder Deprived of confinements, I swing high to the unknown Out of agony, no visual misery Absolute silence, no obligations Seek no toxin, remedy or counsel I fly far to the unknown Above the horizon, in tranquility Centered in a cocoon, without restraint Astound by the stillness, I wait for the unknown Time is the essence to reach new highs Where the sun traces the moon Love, hate, pain spill out in space I stream into the unknown Thank you for reading, Bea