The Feeling Of Death.

He felt it,

Soft and gentle

Like a lamb’s fur,

Yet harsh and rough

Like a dragon’s hide

It washed over him

As he was physically defeated

But mentally victorious

A wave of unconscious emotions and thoughts

Penetrating through the mind

Echoing softly

It enveloped him,

Took him away,

Away to a distant land

Whirling through space

And time

Both as one

Mentally,

Physically

Talking without words,

Running without moving

Hearing without listening

Seeing without looking

Touching without feeling

Tasting without eating

Feeling without noticing

Free at last

To truly feel all senses and emotions

The omnipresence

Becoming one with all

All this he felt

As he left his body

Heading into the void

Forever there,

Forever gone

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