Aura

Final auric strands of earth
contracting into fiery dreamy sleep.
A freedom growing out of will.
Husk of light withdrawn, autumn fully landed.

My breathing disconnected now
from nourishing yet binding cosmic love.
To set the soul off on its own journey.

Cool breeze in back, the path laid out in front,
winding into crystal hills toward a land of thought.

United with what truly lives and mattes for all time.