Path of Meditation
somewhere,
along an intersection of a mystical dance,
I have climbed, levitated and roamed
into a pathway of seasonless space,
where my fluid, heightened breath
circles along veils of astral light
sun eclipsing moon: dark-toned, half-streaked...
one flick of a star nestled on my blown hair
while another winked softly combing a fiery sky,
somewhere: a tunnel shapeless and lucent
enters inside the skin, refilling the airiness
of being flown into a time reborn: ethereal,
radiant , fed by something unbidden in my life...
I was outside of my body as if some god
poured angel tincture on my head…
there and then, the noisiness of a kinetic
earth-world suddenly stopped while
a halo of tranquillity releases
all the pride ( ego) dissolving like evening’s ash,
somewhere
*
7/4/2017
John Lawless' And Then It Stopped Contest
Copyright © Nette Onclaud | Year Posted 2017
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