• The smell of struggle is nauseating,
    And I burn with the pain of death…
    Darkness, slowly eclipsing my light…
    Respiring now the final breath…

    Yet composed, I await the tranquil end,
    But no end found in sight…
    Somehow, still consciously aware
    Of a new life and light…

    The light shines warmly from afar,
    But I feel it as though it is near…
    It radiates of love and life,
    Its vibrations all too clear…

    It pulses to me a pure message,
    One I can’t seem to get out of my head…
    “Let them all know, child of light,
    The time is far from now to play dead…”

    “Go child; remind them of who they are,
    Keep me close and I’ll aid you…
    Though what I ask of you is tedious,
    To do what you’ve done, they’re afraid to…”

    I come to as if awakened from a dream,
    But there’s a subtlety lingering in the air…
    Without a doubt, love in my beating heart
    Proves to me that I was there...

    Sweating bliss, floating in Nirvana,
    Reared, and now primed for the task…
    My mission has become to do whatever
    The beautiful light might ask…