Fragments from an Unknown State

One night I awoke between sleep and a dream. An old voice spoke in an ancient melody. It felt as though time was receding to it's source. The voice rang out in a rhythm and chorus. Hear this! it pronounced and I bounced back to spaces that in comparison were quite tasteless. I slept for a second and then left it behind. Was it a choice that I made or one of my mind? This time clearer it came as the rain in the chasm of canyons. Echoing out I honed in to fathom. Infinite love and a peace that's unseen were some of the things this voice showed to me... I awoke the next morning broken and mourning for I felt myself no longer at home. I was lying in my own bed and wondering for what walls existed. What do we keep out and what is beyond beyond beyond that bad taste in our mouths. Perhaps the WHOLE of creation perhaps nothing but, I have to find out. Could it be that fleeting freedom that is now a memory. That song of magnificence is now an old crusted tune. O spare me the heartache but my heart is no longer well, I am in agony. Blistering pain!! May that common connectedness visit this miserly man once more.