Cosmos.

Planet.

Point.

The pupil shrinks.

You are entering the point.

The light brings you.

You are somewhere in between dimensions.

You are traveling. You are part of it.

You are moving away in the stars.

You are floating in your own Cosmos.

You are getting lost in your own maze.

The colors absorb you.

Weightlessness leads you.

Cosmos.

Planet.

Point.

The eye opened.

That’s you.