I lay here to rest, to put my mind at ease, to lay old things to rest.
This world is heavy. It fills the body, the mind, the heart.
But I feel my soul lift from my chest, not as an escape, but as a release a weight dissolving into light.
It is not fear. It is not pain. It is something beautiful, something whole, a reminder that I am more than this body.
No attachments, only connections. I wander without weight, my soul and my mind learning again what it means to be free.
And if I am ever called to leave this physical plane, I will not be afraid. I will be relieved. Because I have carried it, felt it, breathed it out, and now I rise I float I am weightless.
