Today morning I died

I have never posted a poem on my blog. But there's always a beginning. So, here's one that I wrote today:

TODAY MORNING I DIED

Today morning I died,

And crossed the great divide.

But there’s nothing to be sorry,

For life before was blurry.

Now the world is clear,

And there’s no sense of fear.

Because I live in the moment,

And that’s the best present.

I still experience pain,

But I’m not waiting for it to wane.

Be it pain or pleasure,

Now everything I treasure.

The treasure’s not to stockpile,

But to throw down the Nile.

For nothing belongs to me,

And that sets me free.

I struggled a lot before,

With what was of yore,

But I had no reason to fight,

After I saw the light.

Now don’t get me wrong,

To Buddhahood do not I belong.

At least not yet,

But with me I have met.

When I looked for me,

I found myself empty.

But emptiness is great,

For it is a creative state.

Even better is death,

When I don’t hold my breath,

For what is to come.

Then all that’s there is Om.

So in the primordial sound,

I lost myself and found.

Today morning I died,

And crossed the great divide.