I am but a dim memory of myself.
I know I am matter.
I seek to grasp my insignificance.
Mostly I have failed in this quest.
I strive to be the nothing that I truly am.
This dimension of reality is veiled by the dread of annihilation.
To truly flow in the eternal dance,
I must embrace the whisper of who I really am.
Only then can I transcend the illusion of duality.
The light of oneness is enshrined in embracing the truth
of the transient nature of all material existence.
My own in particular.