Satori

The moon is full
as I stare upon the horizon
wisps of white smoke forming ghostly apparitions
rests over the calming river

The wind cries
shivers like electric fingertips slide down my spine
the autumn leaves spiraling to the heavens
in a blur of orange and red

The stars shine
snapshots of the past on
a long voyage through the vastness of space
to finally end on purblind eyes
but I can see the light through the darkness of night

Colors fade
in a static of white
and time loses its hold
on Gaia and the elements

Lines curve
bending the fabric of reality
and I lose myself in the vibration
as the universe pulses in waves of energy

The sensation spins me round
over stimulating my senses
the light of the stars, moon and mist become one
illuminating a once irrational mind

We are all an eternal flame, one soul
only separated by evolutionary adolescence
spiraling towards omega to repeat the cycle.
What once was, will live again
what doesn’t yet exist, has always survived
outside of time.

As the light fades
into the darkness before dawn
I wake from my trance to a new life
with eyes that have never seen before.