Deliverance through surrender
Order re-restored
My true self is now in form
Whole, wholesome, pure
Unchanged, or rather back to the original form
Self before me, before time
Unchained, or rather the simple realization
That there were no chains
Except of my design
No inner or outer
And certainly no I in the center
Back to the source, mother lode
My self, struggle, pleasure and pain
Fire and brimstone
Extinguished in a deluge of tears
Strangely salt has made the Self-sweeter