Death stepped off the end of the earth;
and reentered into life’s garden;
for death was the sign of a second birth;
since God had granted a pardon.
Death led the way into the open air;
with no destination, preplannned;
becoming a part of thought’s nowhere;
Death became the one in command.
Full conscious awareness, still remained;
by Death, reality was lulled to sleep;
total understanding had been regained;
as Consciousness returned to the deep.
The Master’s Words were turned to flesh;
thru metamorphosis, those words became;
then; a flash of light; a computer refresh;
and that flesh became words, once again;
Energy exchanges have the same intent;
they are all, simply light reflective.
Birth and Death are the very same event;
viewed from a different perspective.
Two overlapping kingdoms, stacked as one;
each bearing a form of life;
the kingdom of Thought, where all had begun;
and its replica, an illusion of Light.
Death in the kingdom of thought, above;
was birth in the kingdom below;
new birth in the kingdom of eternal love;
granted the freedom, to anywhere, go.