oblivion

oblivion squeezes my soul into tiny splintered fragments.

dazed pieces of my mentality cease to throb with thoughts.

the only thing that can inhabit my mind is the knowledge of

not knowing.

the ephemeral stupor carries me to a sweet sudden realization.

i am not the only one, i am one in legions.

this epiphany has the glow of a thousand lights, drifting off

into the aurora. making me thirsty for more.

realizing is an ethereal moment, one of joy and fleeting sadness.

- sage