The moment will come
when I move
from non-existence
to existence,
from pseudo-being
to true being,
from illusion
to life,
from the image of the Divine,
to Divinity.
What will I carry
into and through this transition?
A handful of longing?
A handbag of hope?
Perhaps only a heart
thoroughly emptied and cleansed,
prepared and ready.
Or perhaps nothing at all.
Text and image © 2012 by Dirk deVries. All rights reserved.
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