As I crest the hilltop,
the snow coated moutains
rise to swallow the last flicker of sunlight.
My eyes savor this escaping dessert of light,
after long blanket days of gray.
My soul flickers one last reflection
before the night engulf all details.
The darkening eve begins to reveal
a sea of interstellar histories,
in constellation shapes
that mathematicians worship faithfully.
Continuing on my path,
I shift inbetween
zones of purity and reality
contemplating nothing and everything,
in bits and pieces.
Eventually, I reach the sea,
where tumbling waves
rush to meet me.
We embrace the salty taste
of old friends resurrecting.
Deep I wade, dodging sea beasties
involved within their sea routines
Reaching depths to meet my teeth
shallow shivers dance acoss my skin
as I fully descend
into a watery consciousness.
I flow everlasting
through the kelp beds
and shark sanctuaries
until I reach the final horizon,
where the slumbering sun
shines only for me.
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