Entangled

Deep in meditation, I waited. Breathing slow, soft and deep; I waited. Then exploded on the inner screen Such an image of the Divine Matrix It took my breath away. There sat I, alone, yoga posed and silent And from my glowing body spanned A multitude of galaxies, their cosmic webs and strands Of multiplicit energies, reaching away and beyond Connecting with lifeforms unimagined, far-flung and incomprehensible. Each pulsing thread bearing high voltage messages And deepening awareness of connections within, As above, so below. Entangled. Suddenly I knew I could generate change, Be a force for good, love and plenty Because my threads of life, awareness, love and God Force Reached out across the universes. Entangled. As I am here, I am there, I am everywhere Present. The threads of the Matrix weave the web of eternity, forward and back, all the tomorrows, abundance or lack. And so, revived, encouraged and super-conscious I now can use the threads of the Matrix To create, transform, transmute and rediscover All the marvelous pieces of my shattered, scattered selves into the golden threads of the Matrix. Reborn, Renewed. Entangled.