Here I Am waiting, while I wait I contemplate. Thinking of all things great, knowing in my mind with my thoughts reality I shape.
I was lost in this dream held by the image of material things, the beauty they encompased the majesty of their numerous functions.
Of love I fell into so very hard upon the impact I broke into two once put back together I was left bruised and scarred, but still capable to love, not a just sinch or a pinch but loving endlessly, loving so hard. Hard enough to break down any and all walls.
In this life I discovered many teachers. Joy, pain, nature, love, and my still inner voice that dwells inside of me. Becoming one with this voice only with my single eye I can see.
The depths of this reality, inconceivable to ordinary people not looking deeper, only to know they didn’t know once face to face with death. Eye to eye with the Reaper.
I Am still waiting but every moment I remember to enjoy for in a blink of an eye Your’ life can so be gone. And I’ll see my old friend, Death, the one friend no-one can avoid. Better to be well acquainted with dying to what you think is you to find yourself. Learn to inhale life, learn to exhale and embrace death. Learn that Death is your closest companion on life’s quest.
Death, the humbler and the eternal beginning to whatever life may be next. By Death I was befriended. Death brings life forth and life brings forth death. I just wait, patiently observe. Thank you Death I will wait, realizing you hold the key to destroy and to create