Aathma Part III. One with the Light - Persefone

This new me can’t be defined

This new me can’t be described

Movement of the mind

Fire in my chest

My hands become my eyes

My body heals

As I connect myself with all that ever was

This painful transformation

I survived to my own lies

Effortless, I leave behind the mourn

And walk away from the singularity I once believed

Now I can see

I feel I crossed the line

My heart vibrates with all

My soul is not contained within the limits of my body

Instead, my body is contained within the no limits of my soul