Ageless Region
O Man! Behold thy eyes with vision
Alas! The world is full of illusion
Sans companionship, no luggage, lacking direction
Toll on, as you toll on a journey with no destination
Discard rationality, strip thou of logic
As you pass through the gates of reason
Every one you know is no one
And every identity unknown is a relation
Begins the sphere, whom knows no boundary, no limitation
Lest second, hour, day, month or season
Let the soul flee like a wild pigeon
Because now you enter the ageless region
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