Time

I stepped into the time machine.

I walked through the door

into another dimension.

I was not my usual (alone) self.

I was with others.

Others who cared or not

but others,

like-minded

and open to

progressing the field along

as far as it wanted to go.

Some listened, maybe all.

Some were understanding,

possibly.

The machine was ‘out of

normal reality’.

We rose to a higher level.

Nothing lower could be.

All on-the-roof discussion.

Seeing and reaching for

the stars.

Being a star.

Shooting past the

ones below

wondering what we

were about.

Time was suspended,

it seemed.

Then it returned as

I stepped out the door

back to where I came from.

Close up of Osteosperum margarita Pink Flare.

Close up of Osteosperum margarita Pink Flare.

Photography © Dennis Frates Photography  http://www.fratesphoto.com/

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