Some kind of jolt
from the depth of being 
to remind me where I'm from.

Then sky opens up
dropping mystical rain,
I get drenched in the shower
by the our.

Wave after wave
of awareness crashes
jagged rocks 
of ego
pounding
back into the nothing
from which it never came.

And the world's all rolled up
like a scroll.
(whose to know?)

At the end....
or is it the beginning?

The credits of life slowly move up 
from bottom to top 
like bubbles...

You and everyone else;
played by us.

No need to dramatize...
act naturally 
and
behold the scene...