My essence, atman, being, energy or conscience,
Will someday jettison this old decrepit body
Which has seen numerous battles from its fox hole
Made of skin and bones.
My essence will be free of the prosthetics,
Garments, shoes and attire of mores.
My essence will flow freely through worm holes,
Black holes and all
Theories, postulates and realities.
The only reality my essence
Ever understood or stood under is
The unbridled being.