Daydreaming

I have a Daydream.

I am Free
of this Aging Body. . .

Just for an Hour or Two.

A Mini-Vacation,
a Round Trip 
Through The Veil to
The Light of The Other Side,
Where the Waft of Every Breeze
Is Euphoric With
A Love That Dazzles.

I’ll Be Returning to
The Weight of Incarnation,
But for Now
I’ve Been Invited to
A Homecoming. . .

Just for an Hour or Two.

I Find Myself
Seated In the Front Row
of a Heavenly Hangout
Called the Ascended Masters
Comedy Club.

Onstage
a Single Microphone
In a Spotlight,

an Earthly Homage to
The Guests of Honor,

Gilda Radner and
Robin Williams.

And Now. . .
Drumroll and
Guitar Riff. . .

The Man
Who Turned Water Into Wine,

Our Master of Ceremonies,

Jesus of Nazareth.

I can Daydream
can’t I?

(Photo by Luis Quintero; UnSplash)