When my life is let lose,

When all knowns is suspended in selfless abandon.

The night sky which is dark lights up.

The scary rigmarole of dwindling fools,

Speaking uninterrupted since the beginning of time,


I surpass this foolishness and capture my light,

Am not alone,

We are many, stretching into eternity, vacuity.


I speak of a man who was but is not,

The defenses of the four winds are weak before me,

AM lose, floating away into nothingness forever.


You, who dwell in your comfort of things seen,

Where shall you stand?


16th May 2010