We dive, we fly, tormented we die, we resurrect effortlessly gliding high,
abnormal feats of power and mind, we rule this other worldly side,
absolute and divine, the stage, the players and all that pine,
our new found love full of joy, we are loath to leave, but long to breathe,
when stirred which reality is denied, the waking and non-waking worlds collide,
absorbed in some enveloping void, aware of our transient demise, simultaneously the everlasting ride.