Free Man´s Song - Poem

I create, I love -

Now a free man

Singing a free man's song

No longer shaking a

Tiny human fist

At the gods, the fates

Only concepts drifting

On the seas of my mind

No longer a thing apart

Sun lusts issuing forth

Branch over branch over branch

All-a-one

At once the thing I am

Expanding and dissolving

Only breathing in and out

All that is touched shimmers

All is a bright, shining fabric

Woven perfectly, seamlessly,

Of this pure white light

everything - ego! -

dissolving under the sheer

weight of now