Free me. Forgive me.

He watched the fire and, as he did, he fell deep into it and became spell bound by the light and warmth of it.  Deeper and deeper he went until his very soul was immersed in the dancing flames.  He felt the faint but recognizable murmur from a long time ago.  He called to it once again.  He called to his spirit.  He begged to it.  He called into the darkness, “spirit break out…”.  It called back to him, “forgive me…”.  The words echoed through him and he felt the eternal in them.  The walls of his body melted away and he was once again whole with the universe around him.  He was once again free and untethered by the chains of his own making.  He was free.

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