MIST

O death, O spirit, O joy.
Doth thou know that all is absolute?

The wringing of the tides wash along the shores and with it scum.
Detox of life. I must clean up.

Guilt and victim make you I.
Is that a ray of truth coming thru the sky?

Oops!  I didn’t see you hollow horseshoe crab.
Death has come with a ray of light.

Adam is he whom I love.
Naked he fell for my attainment.

Blessed is he who is healthy for sickness lies within.
Blessed is he who is ill for truth is then proclaimed.

It is not of matter to live or die,
but to evaporate and surrender into the mist.

Faith, harmony and truth is all there is.

∞

 

 

Jeffrey Michael Grossi was born on March 10, 1964.
He died on August 1, 1996 at 32 years old.