Rhythm of Life, I feel all across my body.
Like a lingering light, wanting to cross over,
to the other side of existence,
to somewhere where it’s bright.
Light is the remedy,
I was told it was all it meant to be loved,
and I wonder, if I did or if I did not,
still Im here waiting for it to come.
The circle encloses in infinity of my mind, and yours in my hand.
Creation did happen, and oh, it was so Pure!
Forgive me for saying it was all it ever could.
Reach through my body of everlasting Light,
now I´m home, now I will suffice.
The Mystical Poet 