Space Walk

"I can see it."
There was a pause.
"What is it you see?" an elderly man's voice responded.
I was momentarily distracted, feeling his hand on my right shoulder as I sat, cross-legged.
I drew in a long, refreshing breath, feeling its eddying currents stream across my windpipe and down through my bronchi to my lungs, where the air expanded my flesh, refreshing me, and then coursed back through my lips and across my teeth, to jostle with the manifold room air molecules once more.
Momentarily, my attention was drawn back to the wider environment - my skin feeling a soft cool breeze that I knew to be from an open window, from where I could hear a distant airplane spilling its drone through the sky.
"You smell of rosewater," I said.
He lifted his hand from my shoulder, and the room disappeared from my senses once more.
I was again immersed in...
"I can see it," I repeated.
My body seemed weightless in the expanse of darkness, but there was a point of light on the horizon of nothingness.
"The light," I murmured.
I could feel the elderly man smile.
"Yes, the light. Of course."
I smiled in return, and drifted towards the light - pure white, but with a spiraling corona that sent threads of gossamer lines that seemed to pulse as I approached.
"I think I have found a gap in space. I think this is where we may find the answer."
I drifted further towards it, and I could feel the tendril emanations, like vapor on my skin.
I inhaled droplets of light. The corona became denser, until all I could see was an overwhelming glow beyond the mist. I felt blinded.
"I am breathing in life."
There was no response. I felt that if I continued I would feel no fear, no joy, no hate, no wants nor desires. It was achingly enticing.
And yet...
I felt myself drawn back to the room, as though there was a hand on my shoulder once more.
My skin felt a soft cool breeze that came from an open window, from where I could hear a distant airplane spilling its drone through the sky.
"You smell of rosewater," I said, and opened my eyes.
He lay there, a smile on his face.
I smiled in return, arose, and closed his eyes.
I took rosewater-drenched air into my lungs one more time, like the corona around a star.