I lay down to meditate.

With the intensity of energies at my crown.

It was easier that way.

The energy was gathering steam again, euphotic.

It was growing, intensifying, pushing upwards.

Would it happen this time?

Will I travel out of my body?

I found myself aiding, abetting the movement.

I ascend with the energy, stalling at a point.

Holding it there, not letting it drop.

I ascended a little more, again holding it there.

Not letting it drop.

A few more of this and I will be out of my body.

I went up higher, and higher.

One level at a time.

Sustaining it at each level, 

like climbing the steps to oblvion, out of my body.

I was reaching reaching it, when my crown burst wide open.

Energies streaming out into a structure like a cement path.

Broad at the base, narrowing as it moved upwards into infinity.

I looked at the cement path,

and thought of the cement structures I saw on road works.

It looked like that, solid and sturdy.

I continued looking at it.

It was not an out of body experience 

but my crown bursting wide open.