In My Pyramid of Meditation
In my pyramid of quartz,
Its shimmering crystal walls,
Help adjust my vibrations.
I will arise and touch the
God within; the bright crystals.
All souls must fly, at some point;
If not in meditation.
Soul flight reaches the source;
Touches God’s face and it
Brings in the light of the
God-mind; enlightening
all of those who touch God.
Here I learn to succeed.
For it's a crystals
Purpose to provide,
Energy to fly,
Into the ethers
With no earthly bulk.
When I fly in
Dreams, I must take
Time to decrypt,
What I’m given.
Archetypes,
Are symbols;
Conscious mind,
Does not,
Translate
Well.
Copyright © M. L. Kiser | Year Posted 2018
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