A traveler walking an endless road.
Experiences are thoughts that come and go,
becoming the essence that nourishes my soul,
revealing the truth of my being in its whole.
I feel free, as a bird that flyes trough the open sky.
All that is, and all that is not, resides within me,
as part of the nothingness that is everything.
Outside the incongruity of this illusion,
I become the being I truly am.
I love life, as an old man facing death at his last sight.
The emptiness is a call to my memory,
to remember the place I came from,
to the infinite love of my creator,
my eternal beacon on this journey back home.
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