Now, I Am, Nothing

What I've seen
has made me a new person.
That which I was
is now gone,
cremated
by the light
of almighty love.

Now I am the smoke,
now I am the wind,
now I am the stars
and the indigo black
of night.

Now my face shines
in the moons
and the suns,
and I am home
on every planet.

Now I am many,
now I am alone
in my infinity.
Now I am in every thing
that exists
because I have dispersed myself
and am air.

Now you can see yourself
clearly
in me.
This causes us all
to wonder:
What happens
when two mirrors
reflect each other
perfectly?

This world
is a fun-house!
Where is the real you?
Everywhere
and nowhere.

When we leave
the hall of mirrors,
we realize:
There is only another
on every side
of every door.

Become nothing
with me
and be only the reflections,
the mirrors
themselves.