Foolin' around

From the infinite
i emerge as a finite,
hidden in a human form
for my soul is naked.

Living in a transient reality,
a construct of my karmic past,
the future seeds are sown
on a soil I call home?

Caged by time,
bound by thought,
fueled by freewill,
the descended being, existed
in a plane of unconsciousness.
Like a streak of light that splits
into myriad rays passing through a prism,
so did the trapped soul
vibrated with life as it broke free.

Scarred by its destined glory,
the finite submerged back into the infinity.

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