I could have passed at that instant,
Could have passed at that moment.
It was a strange detachment that said
My place was not here,
But feeling more detached
My place was not there.

The illusion around became as an illusion,
From which I could have become detached.
That instant was a blissful one, taking
Away all fears,
Allaying all fears, all those inconsequential fears.
There was no fear in that instant.

Never before had an instant felt this way.
No such feeling of peace, contentment,
And wholeness.

That moment told me I had reached a turning point.
Beyond that point lay the present,
In which I continue to grow into new directions,
Unhindered by former fears.

Unhindered by former lives.
Unhindered by the present.