Writing:

Truth

I lay here, alone, my thoughts drifting,
As I watch the sun fall behind the trees.
Stars slowly blink to life in the darkening sky,
And I can hear the gentle crashing,
Of ocean waves on the rocks below.
As I lay here, a gentle calm washes over me,
Time slowing down to a crawl.
And for an instant, the world seems perfect.
Still, Silent, and Beautiful.
I suddenly understand the truth,
The meaning of it all.
I let go of myself and revel in understanding.
My soul sheds my body and joins the night,
And a new star blinks into existence.