Unsure of who to be, I became no one
I glittered bright as a white light
So bright I collapsed into the sky
And became a most amenable ghost.

As a ghost I travelled the world,
Watching its denizens in the privacy
Of my own thoughts.

The torture, the rapture, the pain
And the mercy. Lives were so complicated.

I became at once jealous
Of all the life these creatures lived
And also relieved, god so relieved
I would not have to toil and moan
And suffer through so many emotions.

It seemed, a gift almost,
To live entirely as a bright white light.
I was never tense, I was never lost
Everything made such clear sense to me.

I watched the creatures clawing,
Laughing, breathing hot breath on
One another, falling in loving,
Succumbing to horrible disease.
Their love and their loss and their
Whole twisted up, curled around lives
Were there for me to see.

I felt such compassion for
These wild creatures.
I felt their sorrow,
Smelled their tears,
Watched as they ambled
Across life’s rough field.

If only… if only there was
Something I could do
To help them.
To ease their suffering.
To silence their mind.

In a way, I loved those
Creatures as if they
Were my own.

All I could think of
Was to shine brightly
So bright and jubilant
That for a moment
They would stare up into me
Gazing at how pure the
White light is
And fall into me
Just as once
I fell
Into
The
Sky.