Somewhere in another dimension
My higher self calls to me
The message comes in from the winds
And a song, which carries me to a new place
It’s here I close my eyes
And I am surrounded by all of the letters of the words that know me
And they tell me to put them together each day
They like coming home to my fingers, and my mind
And I am a happy whistling kettle in the morning
These are my old friends, bringing me love and excitement
My higher self tells me
“You’re running out of time”
“You have a mission”
And I know I am a writer
So many ideas to explore
Humanity would like to feel things
And come back to themselves too
Maybe I can help them feel good about it
And be sure of who I am