Dream of Star Child (three double etherees)

I'm
falling,
feels as if
eternally,
but am I falling
down town or upside down?
I've been in this mode so long
directions now become toilsome
to assess, no plane of reference
beyond my own spread-eagle arms and legs.
But now I see something - must be below
for I am drawing closer to it,
or else it is drawing toward me,
[two bodies are in motion,
which is stationary
at least relative
to the other?]
Never mind
I have
missed

Stone
it was
amber and
variegated;
with hidden meanings
dark whorls warping inward
like half-snatched ideas left out
in the extinction of dream-time,
eroded to mundane archetypes
slick enough to out-fool the waking mind;
yet, absurdly, the stone looms before me
constricting distance within space-time
impossible reappearance.
What is its trajectory
that we have come around
carousel of space
for a second
chance to grasp
the ring
Struck!

Burnt
with truth
no escape
mortal combat
with profound idea:
limited existence
defined by what is "other!"
No longer such omnipotence,
no more the entirety of All,
and yet no longer need to be alone.
This hand holds a stone, an agate key chain;
on one side is flesh terminating
at a wall rigid, smooth and cold;
it's stone, mine is hand, not one
but potential unseen
for why a key chain
except to hold
an answer
to some
lock?