Saturnus

Reality must sleep, for a while.
As I travel beyond our language.
Our personalities are manifestation of spirit.
The stream of eternal life carry us on to the end.
We are rushing oh so fast... worship not.
Observation is creation, creation is reality.
Astral dawn. I shall see the faun
The atheist shall mourn for ever.
The morning is my consciousness.
The world is my eyes.