Whisper to me the secrets of your world,
we’ll trespass into a void of the forgotten
finding ourselves lost within tangles of mind's forest,
it's our own making, this vastly deep.
We will desire a return to the origin,
in its infinite embrace,
and the stars will inevitably stare their brightness down upon us,
should we look up through the brush and the branches,
witnessing everything that’s beyond, and notice
how inequitable our spectrum of sensation seems
in this small corner of creation.
In these fleeting moments
He will bestow a guided ascension into The Kingdom
where we are privy to the purest beauty,
in all its glory,
that ineffable awe had been received,
yes, we are alive at last.
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