Pompously proclaimed I that “I WILL”
And lost my willingness
I fell out of the empty sky
Into the obscurity below
Having lost my self in all my selves
Buried in a world of notions of distinction
Armored with my tactical gear of rational
Knowing the state of matters
Wrought with thoughts of certainty
Loosing all hope with my superior understanding
Living conditionally with my conditioning
Confabulations built with gullibility
Forming hell itself
My home of familiarity
Omnipotent in my grandiosity
I ruled the world
Whence the universe laid a stumbling stone at my feet
A rock of offense
And in my blind stride
Of arrogance
I tripped over the truth
Of inclusion
Breaking all the bones of definitions
I found myself
Without a name
Loosing at once the titles that entitled me be someone
Liberated from the incarceration of my incarnation
Born again back into being one
Innocent of separation
Bathing in the fountain of youth
Washing away the credence of form
Melting into its waters
Flowing into being the flow
Nothing left to know
Knowing wholeheartedly even as I am known
To simply be
Shattered back together

Nice poem.