Til the day I cease,
I get to wake up me.
Oh,
to be this energy.
To be,
tethered to such intensity.
To be,
that which forms immensity within,
the depths of one's abyss.
To be,
an immortal being.
This entity,
tethered to primordial energy.
Oh,
to be such,
is to,
become.
Oh,
to be the sun,
the moon.
To be lightning,
which within such,
be there,
no thought present.
Not,
even the attempt of such.
Be there,
only sound.
Only,
motion.
Oh,
this lightning,
which allows for such.
This,
which tethers each sense,
to the wholeness,
of the universe.
Oh,
such,
shall be,
my forever...
©yungb123
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