Just me....

I dreamed of a day
it was dark, oh so still
when neither a thought
or a deed might it fill.
The day was so warm
calming, yet clear
All traces of worry or stress
he'd far steer.

Only the stillness
the feelings sublime
the aura of power
would enter my mind

So slight was the feeling
the traces not known
till too late the moment
and then I was shown.

A day without choices
a day without speech
with only the feelings
held out of my reach.

I wanted to grasp them,
yet wanted to run.
Then savored the feeling,
NO choices, not one.

To some it is maddening
to others confusion
to many, the hurried ones
it's only illusion.

But me, I treasure up
a time when I can be
the piece in just a puzzle of
no choices...can you see?