Sky so white
It sears the volume from everything it touches
Rendering the entire landscape below
into paper whisperings.
My body, included,
Fades into smoke
Rising like a thin plume.
Even closing my eyes cannot keep out the white hot light of the true nature of Being.
It pierces everything
If I let it.
Facing forward and unwavering,
Standing over a pile of my bare bones picked clean by time,
I am a disembodied wing flying into a shadowless light.
"I am here.
Always will be."