Did you even look, before you leaped
Or did you prove you were braver than many think,
And when they thought you fell, they all did weep
But you did not die, you were just asleep,
In the arms of the astral conscious dream
And as you lay there as beautiful as you could be,
The legend and the tale drifted into folklore and mystery
How did you survive and wake so blissfully?
And continue on your path so gracefully
As if nothing had happened and there was nothing of which to speak,
Your deeds were witnessed breathtakingly,
And your tales were retold by the romanticists and lovers of dreams,
One of those people I am proud to say included me.