Upward

What if one morning you awaken, not into another day, but rather into a tube of light drawing you upward to a canopy of trees from where you'll see another forest? What if you go with no fear, as if flying away from this waking life? What if you count your days past as spent dreams already seen? What if your mind is focused up to a single spot of thought you know as a portal, do you dare pass thru? Who were you yesterday before your face or name- is there any trace? Circle of sky shows the way.