As the walls begin to close 'Round my reeling mind I wonder the proper dose Scrambling, searching to find What my mind once mysteriously left behind
Only after a brush with death Pure agony and misery Wretched with each breath Fire pulsing through barren veins What was once within me No longer remains
A new reality Reshaped before my very eyes The beauty seen in every detail Every delicate flow of life Save the good-byes For I am no longer weak and frail Having survived my share of strife Living to tell the tale
Dancing across a tightrope Never to fall, only sway A brilliantly bright hope To walk through the day
The language of one mind Upon display for the curious ones To look, glance just behind The eyes, the very soul Radiant like distant suns To be embraced, felt like heat Taken in, and to be hence known To understand the language of a soul
- Jay M August 10th, 2021
Thoughts on past experience and the human soul. It is sacred.