Lured

withdraw, retreat and disappear
into a place that's very near
deep in, within so deep inside
it's the place in which we hide

it's light, it's bright, we float around
around, around , there is no ground
we drift about, we drift away
every moment of every day

every breath we breath the lure
nirvanic bliss so very pure
above, beyond, engulfed, enthralled
one becoming one with all

every being far or near
one with sea and atmosphere
one with Moon and too the Sun
together now as we become

born again, awake once more
sounds surreal, an open door
returning to the world we know
a place to live, a place to grow...