Shape of Formlessness

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At first, I saw it.

I rejected the sight of it.

Oh, how long I had passed by it,

but it was always there

waiting for me to take notice of it.

Darkness.

They held it up as the Taboo:

"It is poison!"

I felt it drawing me forth -

a resonating call to my being.

I was at my wits end.

There was nothing left

that could have been done.

And it was still there waiting.

"Pour me a glass," said I.

A toast for the Ages.

The rim touched my lips.

I held back the tears

as the drink travelled down.

Then more, then more

Till the goblet was empty.

My memory started to quake

As bitterness once bound

Came rushing through.

Thoughts and feelings

burned away. Ashes in a breeze.

All that I was fell away

Like a serpent's skin.

Self shattered.

I thought I was no more

but it couldn't have been that.

Feet dug into rugged earth.

Lungs felt the fresh brisk air.

Chaos had order.

A faint whisper spoke,

"This is reality."

I breathed in and out

And felt the Cosmos

dancing within.

You do not feel

the weight of the world

once you've cast it off

and put yourself in the proper place:

In the midst thereof.

I turned to darkness.

To evade my neglected self

And discovered a self

connected with all the Universe.

And here am I.

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