Bubbles

bubbles of ego waiting to pop
I'm acutely aware
even when reaching the very top
and floating in the air

above the clouds rising up high
below the threshold of space
realizing gravity's tie
no more do I face -

letting go as solar winds blow
particles from afar
electric currents continue to flow
powering every star

into the emptiness in between
the places I want to go
in between where the unseen
things are I do not know -

aether the thing which I am in
instant and everywhere
becomes a beam in a cosmic stream
becomes something of which I'm aware

as bubbles of ego rise to the top
rising beyond the air -
pressure released they start to pop
now I can go anywhere...