Solar Plexus Sun of the Soul 2
Tiphereth
Centre, She, who holds the light
Connection abundant placed to description
Concentration, He, in all the names
Of beauty
Filtered from the through put out pouring skies
Entrusted to perception
Before these provoking eyes
Solar Plexus
Third state consciousness and invocation
Her Aeon vibration
Calling
These propositions to ignite
The sleeping mirror within the Chakra heart
Sol sustaining
The augury of hope ever renewed
She proliferates
Never and forever
Changing
The coloured combination's
Of living
Goddess and God of all she is
And without
There is no acuity to perceive
No idylls, idea’s, no breaths to breathe
No thoughts of these convoluted explanations
Of existence
No human birthed to conscious awareness
Face of creation
She is
All life’s attractions
He makes
To their radiance and adamantine warmth
All know Earthly existence, flocks
Beacon He is
Light She is
The living cell of solar system
Embodies this the Galactic entity
And what unknown umbilical chord
Resounds to this magnitude
Of the ever eternal point
Centred
Touches this finite moment of stars
As spatial Universal
Extends
Extends their phantom finger She and He
And bright upon the next octave
Of spiritual reality
Through the vast and the void veils
Extends their phantom finger
And somehow
Through all the atoms and molecules
Through the dancing language
Wrote in within these plains of light
Writes
And reads
These
Words
Copyright © Colin Mitchell Williams | Year Posted 2011
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