Unmarked Grave

The fighting had become very intense
and dreadful pain and suffering were all around.
Retreat was inevitable,
falling more and more,
letting go beyond all points,
to a commending of the body.
Falling and sinking
deeply within an unknown abyss.
To a space where there was no I,
quiet, still, selfless, within the breath
of an unnamed Presence, effortless,
timeless. No thought, no pain, no heart beat.
Joyous tears abounded,
in angelic proportions,
There was Glory,
There was Peace
Thy will be done.