It was just me, I was by myself
When a bright, white light arose
And a question to no one I posed,
“Ahh, so bright! What is this?”
And then came a feeling of absolute bliss.
I could feel in my heart, a burst
All the bad feelings left, the worst
And on my shelf I did rise
I peered, and to my surprise
I was not alone after all
With the light that gave its call
Now I could see
It was never just me
There were many shelves, above and below
Filled with other little egos
All rubbing their eyes with might
Against the bright, love filled light
Now I am awake
No longer a flower I make
Filled with absolute love
Given from the beautiful light from above.
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