Inescapably Free

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I am a stranger in this world.

A cosmic fluke I can’t divine.   

Its vagaries lack motivation.

It’s song and dance discordant time.

Am I body or have I body?

Was I made or did I grow?

From out this world did I once come?

Or into it, as some say so?

As the light wanes

I will fade in worldliness.

As life is the light

You are the lightness.

As the dark advances

I will regress

As death is the dark 

Who will be the darkness.

When the forces of darkness are all around

I want to be where I can see,

Not where the unknown abounds.

I want to be – inescapably free.

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