Astral Travel
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Close your eyes and let the astral winds raise you up. Concentrate now, there is no need to fear.
Like a feather without a wing, you are lifted and carried; Light as air, quietly breathing.
Just allow.
Take in the sights, sounds, smells.
When your eyes open, the journey ends.
This is my entry into this weeks "Fifty-Word Challenge" hosted by @jayna:
https://steemit.com/fiftywords/@jayna/fifty-word-challenge-results-and-a-fresh-prompt
This weeks word prompt is "Wing"
This is very poetic, @puppetmaster1111! It's lovely.
Thank you @jayna :)
Ah, how I would love to fly!
Thanks.
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Me too @creatr, I dream about it sometimes...
At first read, it seemed a story about a metaphysical journey. But on reading again, I get the sense this goes deeper. A metaphor perhaps of life. Got me thinking, and that's what stories should do. Nicely done.
I'm glad you were able to go beneath the surface @anikekirsten; Thank you for your comment :)