The eye opens

Edge of a shiny word,
slipping through the slippery meaning's...
There. It stops bleeding.
He dies.

An instant death of his own words,
an instant birth into everything..
the light is too much,
the sounds are too deep,
he crumbles..

All that is moving stood still,
all that was a dream,
now throbbing.

Not a single blink of the eye,
not even a whisper,
the awareness is too aware of itself,
the world loses its language,
and burns into me..

I, I, I it goes,
I, I, I it comes.

Into a single drop of gratitude,
no more, no less..!