Pondering Death

Lying against the floor,

The faces I love stood upon me,

Hypnotised by images that I adore,

The brightest of light envelopes the scenery,

Gazing against gravity as I evaporate,

An intense emotion submerged,

A vibration noticed, it escalates,

Espied my last scene as blankness emerged,

No thought racing, being of nothing,

An unexplainable clarity encapsulating, 

Away I travelled, swiftly morning turned dark,

The blackness enroute with flickering of white dots,

Not of stars and outer space but of beings,

Lights of lives and love in existence, gleaming,

Beautiful and serene, dots turns into lines,

Appearing faster than light, slower than time,

A destination unknown as white lines merged,

Into a ceiling of infinite white void,

As my being enters and converged,

Understood that nothing is ever destroyed,

All kept and nourished, an awakened state,

Not of new start, nor of cleaning slate,

Comprehension of the divinity through infinity,

A mirror stood upon a cloudy float,

An image appeared into its vicinity,

Of nothingness in a cosmic abode,

Familiar noticing only an anxious flood,

Of serenity and an intimate connection,

By the invisible and not by blood,

A resonance of divine affection.

Align in front of a reflection,

Of my life's past and creation,

Every emotions felt at once, physical infraction,

Spiritual guidance of self in fractions,

Knowing reverberated across nothingness,

While views come towards a blurry haze,

Clouded, vision slowly dissipating into oneness,

Then nothing and forgotten. A tiny light turn to my gaze.

Slipping into an unknown brightness, a return,

Out into the cold, wet and of blurred sight, a yearn,

A strange feeling as my cries shrouded by the unknown.

Another life, again as my own.