Persefone aathma part iii one with the light

This new me can't be defined
This new me can't be described
Movement of the mind
Fire in my chest
My hands become my eyes
My body heals
As I connect myself with all that ever was
This painful transformation
I survived to my own lies
Effortless, I leave behind the mourn
And walk away from the singularity I once believed
Now I can see
I feel I crossed the line
My heart vibrates with all
My soul is not contained within the limits of my body
Instead, my body is contained within the no limits of my soul