Unsatsified with the waves that carry me through time, I encircle the internal realm searching for nothing, yearning to be lost. If I can not be found, then there may not be a testament to all the weight I bear...A state undefined, neither joyous or agonizing, I feel wrapped in the clutces of true sorcery. No wonder it has it's name, for it's origins runs deep, and it is source from which all things come. Even it's own awareness is nestled in it's unfathomable dimensions. It burrows on & on, as if chiseling it's own creation into rubble, from which it dissipates to create more of the ethereal prima materia of it's own matter. It's logic defied, it can start to feel.
Is it the beginning, now? have I arrived at my awakening. Am I real enough to live, to breath, to understand...Reason permeating into flesh, ignited by desire, only passion persuades, and in this great sea I bleed. I bleed so the river will teem. My heart churns in elation. The will drives forth, pulling the tides. If it is to reach the shore, it only fades back into the ocean, surrendered by the cataclysm of it's own flare. So I wake through these meadows in laborious wonder, with guilt-stricken glee. I am not to beg or plea, for I am me! I shall not kneel, or bow, I can only burst into tears at the sight of splendor. Carrying nothing as I surf the crests, I dive into inebrieation after the peaks of bliss have fallen. I can only drown in the abyss, as the sparkles in my eyes glisten of the great cosmos. Forever caught by own gaze, I journey into the echoes of my own calls into the endless caverns. I enamor thy self, addicted to the embrace of infatuation. love is so maliciously kind, as she suffocates you, she will breath her own breath into your new soul. I am torn from her mind. She enlaves me, I am unto my own, yet I become a child in her presence. I rise from the slumber in which I was cast into.
I cannot die, and when I was born, I knew not of a time. It was only a dream. A tale in which to enchant thy lovely self. So forever I am an alchemest of time, always concocting new potions & tonics. Drunk from the dance of light, I can play like the clouds with their shadows, as does the wind with the forest leaves. Ardent in this youthful body of light, I become the truth of my being. The essence in the mist. I revel for once, and capture eternally the treasures cast upon the stars. Never having witness to the dawn, I am the sunrise. I am the enigma, and so the fable goes of a great cherub. we is only the distorted ruptures of the soul sea, the membrane in which all things flow forth, the rythym the only true will. There is no separateness, there is no you or me, there is no choice in the matter, there is no fault in this course, and destiny is unescable. The one dreamer has awakened and all beings are only conducive to one being. The story has already been told, and the saga written into the scriptures of cosmic forces.
Surrender is the greatest choice, and requires the ultimate will. It is the legend to behold, and the noble will rise to it's gracious summons. Clad in royal endeavors, the high knights will deliver their vocation in sumptuos precision. Only led by our lust for love's bestowment, we are drawn into her courts. Justice is righteous, and as such, balances the disturbances of the intracate quests into vast darkness. We will be mamed by her lusciuos creed. Riveted by this epic adventure, we meld into one, so she vivaciously carries on. Her demeanor rhapsodical. I am no longer curious of my own plight, I have been enticed and my thirst is insuppressible. Only she can quench the ravenous appetite of my soul. I am a voracious one : )
And so the restlessness stirring within has been quelled...for I am her, and everything lies before her in her sacred principality. Her rule is blessed, and her reign even reaches into the great ravines of tumultuation. She will relentlessly surpass all other forces, and in her wake, she will seduce even those trudging in disdain. all will be well. We shall be comforted by her tender embrace. In her presence I am endowed by an esquisite fervor.
Namaste
