A Tragic Comic Tale

dwelling in singularity complete but arid at peace but loveless living light in renewal having no urge to act yet feels a need arise to feel contrast by touch for which it must shed it’s resplendent splendour walk barefoot on hot sands in decaying organic form with memory erased clutching onto but hope of its essence in the heart pangs of separation exhilaration of divine union embraced by innocence in astonishment and wonderment provides an impetus to the tremulous heart to seek bliss in permanence embodying zenith rapture in form of dust so ensouled and thus the search begins requiring lifting of the veil mirages manifested in dreams requiring erasure of identity to which Self now clings