Madness*

Is this some kind of madness
This sense of abandon I feel
I seem to drift effortlessly
Between the imagined and the real

Is this some kind of madness
The compass in my head just spins
I soar high above the Earth
To the score of celestial violins

Is this some kind of madness
My conscience - still as the depths of a sea
The waves crash and clamor on its surface
Deep beneath we sway, the anemones and me

Is this some kind of madness
I survey my mind’s vast expanse
Nonchalant, unafraid, unconcerned
I glide over the deepest crevasse

Is this some kind of madness
When my emotions give way to calm
I feel no pain, no joy, nor sadness
I need no comfort, no solace, no balm

Is this some kind of madness
Is this what they call transcendence
Is this the meditative state
As someone tried to explain once

Is this some kind of madness
When I can’t distinguish me from you
When nothing at all seems to matter
And everything, at once, is false and true

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