Bodies of light

A dream
I am wondering how to make amends. 
Not even for my actions, but thoughts.
Thoughts I had considered inconsequential at the time,
But they are silent rocks to my soul it seems.
Before me
I see
People walking away,
Their bodies unravelling 
Like the bandages from an Egyptian mummy.
And out
From these bindings
Emerge the most beautiful bodies of light.
Solid light.
They had been invisible under their bodies.
These light bodies float up, up,
Helium balloons of pure light,
Sky lanterns of souls.
And I am left,
Heavy with my impurities,
Rooted to the Earth.
But knowing,
Knowing.
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