As he lies dying.
Twitching...spazzmaing...
Still no release.
His soul is in limbo.
Intertwining...as he waits...
To be free.
Of this shell he calls a body...
Never realizing what will be...
The second realm of beings...
So beautiful...so free...
Of ANY PAIN OR ANGUISH.
Free to be....
Just be.
Your, and mine entity,
Will collide...
And you all will see...
What I have spoken before...
You will delight,
In Everlasting...