Discovering The Triad: Me, Myself, & I Poem by Jennifer Parks

I glide through the Gates of Existence
as a butterfly flits among flowers -
ever reveling in being alive.

From a succession of sessions, I find Myself
drifting as smoke across dreamscapes
seemingly more real than reality.

Ahead, I see a goddess hovering above a hill
ethereal glowing green and gold
approaching, I find the goddess is Me.

We soar together across the Planes of Being
this new triad - Me, Myself, and I -
and upon awakening, I discover I am complete.