Poem ‘Collide sky’ by Dan Allen

I was a swell
Then a wave
Yet, I did not realize what I had become
Until I lost my form to the shore

Like a molecule
In the vastness of space
Like an arbitrary segment of time
I cling to myself, binding together my veracity

All the while on a crash course
With reality

The mothers hand stretches forth
From under her cosmic folds
She speaks softly a warning
"Surrender before you collide"

Her words form partial considerations within me
Like thoughts fastened together haphazardly from
random knowledge
Like pieces of memories
Laid about, for so long, in my well

Still the mothers voice stays with me
As her hand, all the while, removes pieces of my form

I desire to become formless
I desire to become one with the emptiness -
So that I will never again be alone
I desire to become one with that creative force

One once thought, naïvely, that to become bigger
was the way
To have some part of myself survive the crash
But now I see that, the passage is smaller than the
eye of a needle
Just big enough for my spirit to go through