The smell of struggle is nauseating,
And I burn with the pain of death…
Darkness, slowly eclipsing my light…
Respiring now the final breath…
Yet composed, I await the tranquil end,
But no end found in sight…
Somehow, still consciously aware
Of a new life and light…
The light shines warmly from afar,
But I feel it as though it is near…
It radiates of love and life,
Its vibrations all too clear…
It pulses to me a pure message,
One I can’t seem to get out of my head…
“Let them all know, child of light,
The time is far from now to play dead…”
“Go child; remind them of who they are,
Keep me close and I’ll aid you…
Though what I ask of you is tedious,
To do what you’ve done, they’re afraid to…”
I come to as if awakened from a dream,
But there’s a subtlety lingering in the air…
Without a doubt, love in my beating heart
Proves to me that I was there...
Sweating bliss, floating in Nirvana,
Reared, and now primed for the task…
My mission has become to do whatever
The beautiful light might ask…
