Perfect Freedom

Caught away
I slumbered
In angel arms
For a day and a night.

No thoughts occurred
To me.
There was no place
To run
Had I such inclination.

The sun caught me
When I fell.
The moon soothed me
Through the night.
All the light I required
Was amply provided
Until
In morning’s sweet blush
I was brought to sense
Once more
Grateful
For a season of wanderings
About a silent universe
Amid starless skies
Empty rivers
Treeless hills
And snowless peaks.

There is safety in oblivion
Mercy in absence
And perfect freedom
In the arms of angles.