Revel in the unknown

I go to the Darkness
And alight my spirit there in the seemingly twisted branches of a forgotten realm...
Like an easy chair.
I lean back - without a care - and run my fingers through my hair.
It's so quiet there.
I close my eyes (I don't need to see).
I can feel the infinite beauty all around me.
I expand my thoughts here - I let them run free-
I can feel them dancing all about me.
The higher they go, the more I don't know.
The weight of the unknown - it envelopes me...
The expanse so vast - no one being could ever know.
These infinite probabilities thrill me so.
I should be afraid -
But how could I though?
No.
I don't fear the Darkness -
I revel in it.
For what is more exciting (and humbling) than the unknown?