[note: the following poem was recalled verbatim from a dream I had. I am typically not one of a lyrical persuasion, so I found it odd that this basically ‘wrote itself’ in the immediate moments after I awoke. I’ll leave it to the critics to find its faults and flaws, but that will not diminish the connection I have with the thoughts expressed within]

 

Death is but an illusion

I am and I always will be

Immortal and timeless

That is, simply stated, the lesson of this experience

 

Never before have I felt this knowing

This being

It is the Grand Revelation

The Key, grasped in the firm grip of my mind and heart

 

To know it is to experience timelessness

To feel it is to bend the eternal structure of existence

The wave of being

 

Mine is the journey

The path unknown, yet almost imperceptibly familiar

To learn, to know, to be

Overcoming the struggle to find the way

 

Igniting the essence

Feeling the emanation from the instant of creation

Seeing through the void, the abyss, to everything that is