I will crawl for every inch,
Dig till I reach blood and bone
I might be broke, but my spirit is rich
for I know; soon I will be home
In this universe nothing is ever wasted
Energy flows, as stars implode
a multidimensional reality so multifaceted
where our creator lies within a code.
Between the violet rays, and the purple haze;
far past the horizon, where the sun has gone
buried within our mind, is the knowledge we shall find
we are one of many, far to complex to see
A god within you, a god within I
and all becomes clear when we die
a complex pattern to this always strange life.
This life is just a journey, a path we travel
an experience for our consciousness, for our soul
within a reality that is so beautiful
Everything is as we perceive it to be
a world defined by all that we see
all created within the ashes of our humanity.
“Sooner or later we all become astrange
to our own humanity”
Author's Notes/Comments:
Found this poem of mine tucked away on another one of my poetry sites must have forgot to add it here ah well, here it is :)
I like this! Its really good,
I like this! Its really good, and its true its all just a journey, and eventually we will die.
-Elfy*