Bright light

Transmorphic light, known as life,
Played on a veil of dreams.
Beyond the very point of meaning,
By any human means.

Life holds no meaning in itself.
It takes a soul to find a truth.
A truth so pure and only yours.
The life you lead's your proof.

To search for that which you create,
Will be a search that steals your heart.
Look inside yourself, own that truth.
Don't be afraid to fall apart.

Once fallen, beaten and feeling lost,
Stand tall with all your might,
And remember life is nothing more,
Than bright transmorphic light.