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Melding through a void of new dimension,

a passage that is neither dark nor light,

but known to me through unfamiliar senses–

seething, silent sounds and sightless vision–

I feel the raspy touch of nothingness.

My world is near but inaccessible,

parallel, and just beyond my reach.

 

Gazing ana-up and kata-down,

enraptured by a new geometry,

I see the vast entirety of time

in sprawling panorama cast before me.

 

Globular shapes fold in upon themselves–

hyperspheric angels all around me

with auras of love in ultraviolet hues;

I somehow sense that these will be my friends.