poem 61

"reality ripped apart and the wind could speak

it spoke in a language that was new to me

and the trees spoke too and said many things

the birds swarmed and formed many rings

they sang a song in the same language

they all sang different songs and they sang them

in different tunes that I'd never heard

they all went along with the heart beat of the world

my spirit was above me and my body was below me

and at first I was so lonely

but then I felt the love of the world burst through me

and I was born again into eternity."