How did I get to where I am
Only thru the senescence of life am I
Sensing nothing earthly at this time
My spirit's instantaneous apprehension knows
Shadowed by flora, contained by earth, I lay down
Auras obstructed by man made; satin and teak,
what do they mean
Slowly rising, I sense light, aromas and movement
Invalid dogmas in retrospect, passing obliquely;
obfuscating life as it was
More light
I run before the wind
This is future; I'm free
John Leroy Maxwell
http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/the-realm/
