We will all die. At that instant a change will occur. Could this be possible? Only God knows.




Closing To Essence

 

 

The crying faded as did the light

Darkness enveloped silence rose

From centre there appeared a bright

Pinpoint to which I moved in calm repose

 

It grew in size circular sharped edged

An Iris expanding as it closed

With me or me to it I can’t acknowledge 

Peace and calm juxtaposed

 

In time I passed into a space

Through this eye of gentle grace

To rest in ether without a trace

Of dimension structure or of place

 

Then a voice came from within

Known not heard with compassion

It’s source and only ingredient 

One word it spoke in chanted fashion

 

Home I sensed I felt  I heard overall

Immersed now I joined the throng

One word chanted fulfilling all

At Home at last my soul a song





Poetry by josephus The PoetBay support member heart!
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Written on 2021-03-19 at 00:24

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Lawrence Beck The PoetBay support member heart!
Interesting speculation.
2021-03-19