Zravasya's End

That was the last sigh of Zravasya. He was drawn towards heaven and saw no more of the Earth where he had wasted all his life. He was free in the end, from this horrible nightmare. He could now see the face of God. It was nothing like the images that the demons in the land called Earth showed him. It was brighter than he had ever imagined. It was neither man nor woman, neither human nor animal, neither anything nor anything else. It was what it was; unthinkable, inapprehensible, non-graspable. It was the ultimate image of everything that existed put together. All the sorrow and hollowness he had felt inside him till his last breath was nothing but a meaningless dream. His entire life was... was surreal. This was the reality that he now faced. This was the truth that every human being and any being with intelligence should know, lest they are bound to that hell called Earth.

As he lay on the ashes

His living has wrought,

Eyes blinded by flashes 

Of the Light he forgot,

He saw the true visage of

The Magnanimous God.

'Zravasya' was he known by

In the land of Demon-Men.

He was none unlike thy,

Was a believer but beaten,

Prayed to God till he did die

But in the Godless Den. 

Wars were won by him,

Much treasures he conquered;

But his lantern was still dim

His vision was blurred.

Death became a bad dream,

It was then that he erred.

He grasped sense in Living;

Found god in inanimate,

Contrived by almsgiving 

Of the Devil's Mandate.

None had he gaingiving

Of his draconian fate.

The sense brought confusion

As it was incomplete.

That god was Damnation

A meaningless conceit.

His need of purgation 

Offered by defeat.

But the sun never sets

Forever and ever.

And so the star rose then

In Zravasya's favour;

It gave him the Lost Light

Blossomed his endeavour.

He saw the blinding Visage 

Of the true unseen God.

His life taken as prisage

For his soul to freely plod

In the Divine Collage

Of the Universe thawed.

He looked down to the world,

The laws needing ammend.

Pitied the spineless men,

Wishing that he could lend

The wisdom of the Light.

So was Zravasya's End.

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