My heart star implodes with a flash of red warning. Fire burns in lightening bolt shooting penance through my leaden body. My mind reels out like a kite let go ascending into blue space. I float in such a deep aqua sea of tranquility my ticking cardiac grows faint.

     My dizzying lightness suspends me amongst seas of stars. The stellar fields grow thick with light. The points of light multiply like red clover in spring. The aura of warmth permeates my being with deep consolation. My mind expands into distant places of the past.

    Gazing into remembered paths, I stand holding a basket of blackberries. On the edge of time I find myself home. I follow the empty streets from fields I’d walked so long ago. I approach the house at the top of the hill, which I once called home. Feeling the same instinct of Salmon, I follow the road uphill homeward bound. I hear a voice so familiar yet faraway as though heard in a seashell.

     The flowers bloom in bouquets of purple and yellow in the flower bed she so lovingly cultivated. The porch swing sways in the breeze just like it did forty years ago in a different lifetime. The door is open and her face gazes out. She calls me in for dinner. With irrepressible joy I climb the porch steps to her waiting arms.

     Grandma bugs me with the undying compassion I’d never for-gotten. I walk across the living room, seeing granddaddy sitting in his recliner watching the news.

     Where my heart was tormented I feel peace. Having traversed the tempest tossed sea, I am home again. Granddaddy lifts out of the recliner with that strength he had all those years ago.

     We sit at the kitchen table saying the blessing. As we hold hands in a circle I feel the pulse of life again. The pieces of the puzzle fall into place. At last I’ve come full circle. When the stars become cinders and darkness is once more upon the face of the universe dreams continue. The hallowed memories are sung in songs eternal. Though invisible our inner worlds spin into infinity.