I saw the edge of the universe in my sleep.
In my sleep I saw the glory of where I am destined to be.
I saw fountains of pure water to drink.
I saw foods that are nourishing to eat.
I saw an atmosphere that was pristine and unspoiled.
I saw the locks of her hair flowing down to her waist.
In my sleep I was a partaker of the primordial attribute of knowing her.
The ancients of now and never before cradled me in their warmth.
In my sleep I found the peace that had so long eluded me.
Awakened I was breath taken by the magnitude of what I had seen in my sleep.
Let me drift back into the residence of promise where there is a suitable dwelling place for me.
Let me close my eyes and return to the habitation of warmth and beauty.
There I will make love to her until she sings a song that all the heavens hear.
In my sleep I saw just enough to want much more.
The edge of the universe is endowed with her charm and wisdom.
The edge of the universe is saturated with her strength and vigor.
A vision of hope and beauty surrounds me when I am near her.
A seed is planted in the ground and a flower spring forth.
The top of the trees touches the morning sun.
The melodious sound of her voice waters the soil.
I am awake, and I am asleep.
She is far away, and she is near.
The old has been burnt to rubble and the new is shimmering from her thighs.
She and I are one with the edge of the universe and the edge of the universe has great joy.
