Is it too early to say, "Good Night"?
Even if I wished you all the best?
I'm tired, and I need a stone,
On which my head can rest.

I want to float the surface river,
Greet the angels just below.
And sink into their knowledge,
And find just what makes them glow.

What drives them to their action?
Or do they share this human's flaws?
Just let me swim, with angels now,

Above,

Below,


Beyond...