I awake from the nightmare with a sudden breath clutching to life. The eternal quest for escape from death.

Sleep, soothsayer or truth sayer? What if I was to not fear the unknown? Look out at disaster from my glass tower. Let tsunamis consume me and fires burn me.

See my face reflected in the window before it breaks. A glimpse of my soul, left in the waves wake.

What would be my last thoughts in life? Fear, prayer or awe of the eternal? The final moments before death, my translucent image smiles to me with the soundless words, I Love You.

I release, I let go, I surrender to the dream of life and understand in this moment called Now, that there was never anything to hold onto in the first place.