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Scatter
Scattered feeling

Sunday, August 23, 2015

The Lightness of Death

Our lives have passed us now
We see each other in recognition
We know each other as one
We are equals on this plane

We are surrounded by white light
A state of nothingness, of unknowing
No memory troubles us here
Comforting lightness, yet unattached
We await the force that draws us
Back to it all

When we return, we are as if new
Unknowing again of where we go
Notions, ideas, rules have changed
As though with every turn of axis

A new wind blows, it's never the same

The game seems familiar,
Our roles revised
Rules, ideas freshly defined
Boundaries re-drawn, all over again
As though to start a new life
Must we rid old pain

Evolution, cyclicality, call it what you may
This plane changes it gets better we say
Life offers nothing, something, everything
The thought of the time defines it

Yet the ways of the old remain
Old feelings bare themselves
Rush back to the fore
Overwhelming us, quite as before







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