I lay here, in a world of
invisible hands, invisible hearts
that lift my soul, raise
my mind to things alive...
I am led to paths where
the energy speaks to me,
vortex of intensity, calling
my soul to dance the dream.
mother earth, plastered with
these tunnels of tone-
portals to deeper dimensions
of home...she dances silently.
I lay still, on a vibrating
chakra from the mothers
folds, learning to hold this
deep power, learning to fold
feelings to fire...recieving
electricity from loves live wire.
My polar twin spins out of
earth and into existence, calling
me with sweet insistence-
and I mould myself to
the mothers form, finding my
rhythm as if newly born.
And my dance is a dance
of truth and trance, and
my lover, hypnotized, with
open eyes, embraces me
in the darkness of minds
absence...our dance a
remembrance of lives
lived before...
of faces shed and blood
bled along the timeline
of which we were born.
Together we enact the
great embrace, the
great vortex raising our
flames, creating a new
form to claim its name...
as the eyes of spirit
watch on in bliss-
appreciating the sanctity
of this blessed kiss.