Light piercing
Cloud breaking
Illumination granted
To the world and to me
Suddenly I see
Darkness dissipated
Even if suspended
Only temporarily
Supposed beauty so pervasive
The kind of thing written by writers
A sight that can blast the pain
Of troubled existence away
Light cracked cloud shroud
Circling centered on a summit
Visage of a painting
Painted by painters
Blast my ache away
If only for a moment
Blast my pain away
If only for a moment
May I reach transcendence?
May I astral project?
Even if the total amount adds up to nothing
I absolve myself with the fact
That more has been said for less
May I reach transendence?
May I astral project?
Out of this circumstance
May I please?