TRANSCENDENCE

We know a charmed and harmonious, idyllic life
enriched with a nobler, caring brain
which has ceased to cause only grief and pain.

Thriving now in a realm we adore
means dwelling in a sky born megalopolis of magic and lore,
gloriously golden and shimmering,
ever drifting peacefully and loftily
above Mother Earth’s distant shore.

Deliverance prayed for during countless ages
arrived by a mercurial acumen in star carved pages
so incredibly potent and sagacious
when humanity greeted alien sages
who ended the plea from haggard and desperate faces.

But ghosts still haunt from the depths of ashen depravity
where history’s clash of wills
left graveyards as our testimony.

However, our thoughts are revived and transfixed
by the wonderment of sublime lucid gasps
having evolved through a fateful union
of our soul and their blessed enlightening masks.

In our healed, environment and skies
reality is breathlessly tranquil and void of sighs.
Living utterly refreshed in pristine clarity
while our hearts learn
each twinkling hymn of galactic jubilee.

The constellations are now our fingertips,
and other worlds are playgrounds.

Minds and essence are woven to a veil of cosmic delight
since becoming heirs to the universe’s purest light
inspiring our new transcendence in celestial sight.