Across the Primordial Sea

Now the spirit leaves all flesh behind
Suddenly submerged by the primordial waters
Tossed and carried away by its constant tumult
And washes on the shores of the other side
The moon glares at the unconscious entity
Its gleaming light permeates the shell
Cleansing and washing away the dross within
Of its former life, only fading memories remain
A ghastly presence appears in the depth of night
Its touch, soft as silk, yet cold as ice
It now leans over the lifeless, worthless body
And with a whisper, grants it life again
Soul and spirit in ecstatic communion
The true self, afire with divine passion
Awakened to a new conscious existence
What has already died my not fear to die again