Member Poem

I draw closer to the threshold, you know? 
The one that separates us from them.

Ever closer to unveiling the truth to the
question that's etched so deeply in the mind,
the very unnerving question.
Do we live just to die, only to be born
again?
Tonight the roots of life divide the light
that shines far ahead in time.
How foolish to think that energy has a end.
All this time, the answer to a riddle I've spent a whole lifetime to solve, had finally been found within a tiny electrical shock.