morning star in my eyes
passing through endless doors
iam new iam here and know nothing
if i could ever open the gate
to the divine
i would be one and then silence
and the formless effulgence of non local meta-
reality
thats all
would you call that death by any chance?
Thank Gaia 
THanks Atma, very powerful poem, and evoking an experience of openness in the mind. Yvonne
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