This is memory. Not so long ago, but not so recent, either.

A moment stood, facing me.
My heart began a new beat, faster.
I began to remember
what it meant to remember;
tides of light came up from my depths
where I swam in subjectivity.
From my body was released a knowing
and I exploded..
The warrior within became realized, and
fear became an ally and a guide to fearlessness.
What was lost was gained in luminosity.
I felt a bliss I cannot describe, in
finding my form was becoming - was to become-
more light.
A purpose arose inside - one I was made to forget - a task was appointed..
in forgetting it manifested.
A moment arose, and I stood,
facing the unknown with fear and fearlessness.
Great, catalyzing shifts began occurring,
the moment I let go of seeking others' sight -
yet I sought something, for desire is what veered me off my course..
yet also a part of what drove me forward.
A healing hand touched me, and it burned
like a thousand tiny flames,
like lightning in the core of me.
I lived in a phantom world for over three days and nights, as
I felt the earth spin and the polarities shift as my assemblage point moved deeper within
and I became something unfamiliar to this world.
And then the red waters released from within, and my body
purged itself of what I held onto.
I given a choice and I chose to bring with me the ones
I love but cannot have, the ones
who always showed me what must 
be and what could not be known.
So my awakening was drowned, like
cold water poured out over fiery hot stones, and
now I am steam that goes into everything around me..
And I remember that it was for
them, that I chose to forget so
we all would remember.
And I am joyful.