Closing my eyes and near death

Death

Experiencing calm thoughts and broken creatures

Believing everything I see

As that of God.

Not in the conventional sense

The real Gods

Among them She shows me my ecstasy

True being is not believing, but seeing

A green new world

Rid of creatures

Two wide eyes, child like beings

Roaming the entirety of earth

Purely in search of one another

A dream?

I must say not

Only in reality can one experience such a feeling

Contemplation, forgiven

Stop, do not think

Feel

What is truly real

And then, nothing