My self-consciousness lays wide awake
Like the four walls of a windowless prison
I am locked in the opium of sober reflection
My eyes see the faces of the shadows
My mind crawls up the walls of my mental entrapments
My spirit hovers over my hollow being
Leaving each part of me as a separate entity
Body in the dirt
Spirit in the air
Soul with its peers
They drift their separate ways
Each in search of an identity
Dancing freely to the rhythm of their spheres
Shaking hands with affiliate senses
In tune with their transient existence
Gleefully escaping the ennui of living as a union
Submitting to a simple, yet all-important assignment
The rediscovery of a straying essence
In this sojourn of tranquil all is well
For they find peace from the turbulence of cohabitation
For in their solace there is purity
And all earthly vanities are nonexistent
Giving life to a new genesis
Like the Earth in its pristine state
All is quiet and still
There exists a heightened sense of feel
As strong supernatural forces mingle
Energizing a new awareness
For a synergistic reunion of the seperate beings
That allows for mutual understanding
The fusion is sublime
Like a rebirth I welcome the new identity
For it instills in me the confidence to proceed
With an acute frame of mind
A loving heart
And a gentle Soul
Ari Stiv Ifi
15/06/2010; 04:14Hrs
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