expressed

it's a point

of an undetermined size
and an undetermined shape
just careening past
through sense and space

the point where you realise
there are no mistakes
no fears once all borders have desolved
no questions beyond what you believed
and who you loved

the point where it comes to light
that every last one of us
fought the good fight

the point

there

between right and wrong
motion and emotion

silence

and song

where you finally understand
where it all comes clear
that we are not released in death
we are translated
extended
expressed

we are all the colors of the spectrum
within us somewhere now
the end is not a rainbow
it's not a new beginning
it's the same old beginning
we've been living
all along

ooh, tops!

This really speaks to me.

I'd like to say that it is really great work (I think it is), but I have too little experience critiquing poetry to know anything more than what I find beautiful or what something says to me. This, I find beautiful.