I stand one foot in the afterlife, one foot in this life and the shadow in-between batters my soul.
Turning my head one way I see the beauty of a world changing and never lasting. I see glorious moments fleeting past, in a place where nothing ever lasts.
Looking the other way, I see light, and perfection and the Moment of Everything stretching on, everlasting. There I see no need, no pain, and no change. There I could be.
Just be.
At least that’s what I see, as I stand one foot in a grave for here, I stand divided.