A Higher Silence

In another moment we will ascend into Heaven... Just another moment... Ah, it never happens as expected. Why? Why should it? My mind, which tosses up desires, thoughts, fantasies, fears, promises, all impartially, all spontaneously, is really a vast empty space, not even articulated as prairie, ocean-floor or outer space, just emptiness, but so vast it can pretend to be the mind of a god. It is a god's prerogative to fully inhabit his spaces, as if no boundaries exist. Wherever he sets his eyes, boundaries stretch thin, then vanish, that's life in such heavenly space we aspire to reach in another moment, in just another moment, we will ascend, we will....