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.