Transformation (30) Poem by RIC BASTASA

i have gone beyond, and i feel so secure
there is this feeling of satisfaction about how this un-satisfaction had been conquered. No feeling of remorse.

no feeling of want, not having to want, desire lost.
sitting down, unloading, jumping over the fence,

finding another uncharted territory
something strange, but something that is always amazing

to rise beyond the self, to feel a little bit about being
god. To forget that i have a body, to know that i am not that
completely.

to sit and then be lost
to explode and yet still be whole