lost in space,
floating in my astral form
I tried hard connecting
those I had left behind.
But, they seemed
locked in their luring reflections
oblivious of my miserable state.
Did I matter not to them?
It was I who wanted to let go.
It was I who wished to be set free.
But death brought with it in flowing clarity
all my subconscious desires
that lay buried deep bursting to the seams.
What a paradox!
My earthly invisible state
made all that I had pushed slyly under
the crevices of my murky mind
as clear as crystal.
Invisible or not, I had a price to pay....