Plenitude

No longer connected to the ground,
the ultimate ascension is triggered.
No longer obstructed from my condition,
everything is revealed.

Curves crossing and dead ends are all past.
The vivid chunk is standing out in front of me.
Still out of reach it irradiates my essence.
Last breath before air turns into light.

The dim contrast of the experience vanishes.
Colorless patterns are filled with a permanent brightness.
The convergence of every challenges and disillusions
spurs me beyond the very state of grace.
A measureless momentum where matter and mind