Awakening

Stood at the precipice of enlightenment, Was she: a girl who, until now, had been asleep. Her eyelids, caked shut with dried tears, Did little to allow her to see, but there was no need. Because above the bridge of her nose and between her brow was an eye beneath. And for once she understood life so clearly. Her thoughts were no longer bound within her skull; Instead they launched, and became an infinite part of the whole Universe, which responded with secrets of time and space, filling and fulfilling her spirit with purpose and grace. No longer did she sleep away the life she was gifted, because her perception of everything had shifted. Now she saw how everything connected: The fragments of her consciousness sutured together And suddenly her world inner and out assimilated into one clear picture, She no longer felt alone, for her guides rushed to her side, and lead her home.