Searching,
Sad,
This isn’t the First Death.
The first glory long ago was a death
A renewal of life.
Searching,
I haven’t found that First Death.
I haven’t found any death,
So I’m not sure I’ve experienced life.
So much haunts me.
Daunting energy of the timeless spirit
I’m trying to set free.
And then there’s me.
I’m not sure where I fit in–
Is this ego me,
Or is this ego just a symptom
Of a spirit not set free.
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