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THE LAST LIGHT
You swirl in the tunnel
of darkness like Alice tumbling
and you are nothing.
There is no rabbit with
a gold watch
for there is no Time.
You cannot even be sure
of your own existence.
Then you see it,
the Light coming,
yet there is no movement.
The Source of Energy
and all Being reaches out
its radiant beams toward you.
Something instinctive,
deep inside tells you to
hold back, hold back.
But suddenly you can not and you
burst forth;
the golden rays touch you
and you Explode
with Warmth all over.
Shattered
into a thousand glowing embers,
you are the Energy,
the Light, united with all that is Good.
And in the calm afterward
you lie still,
hugging your scrapbook
of memories
as it sleeps.
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copyright Susan "Sam" Madden
http://www.fortunecity.co.uk/meltingpot/clyde/207/
