“Materi, I have grown fond of the other side
for I am a mortal being
a shadow of the essence
the time has come for me
not to love life the way I did, Dear
I fill my time with emptiness
this is no longer a quest
it is walking with obstacles, up and downs,
reality has become an apparition
I communicate with the dead
more than I do with the living
I’ve begun moving like the nomads
from one region to the next
I’ve lost track of the differences
only a wandering thought or two
about divinity resurrects in my consciousness
not a desire for immortality
but a recognition of mortality.
I can say it now:
my soul is at ease.
Whenever she is ready
I, too, am ready”.