Mystic Rose Rose Poet Free verse

The Voyage

Spatial wanderings, an assembly of yogis and meditators 
they breathe as silently as the moon when it taps out 
her morse code then quiets into position. 
Watching the stars as they shape into view 
they become as connected as the constellation, dot to dot they thrive,  
recognizing one another by the quizzical movements of each soul. 
Illumined by aerial thoughts they become cloaks of light 
streaming down a rite of passage as unique as their un-cloned, 
celestial bodies. 
Layer upon layer of awareness and enlightenment 
we sediments of earth are nothing more than flimsy kites in the wind. 
After we have closed eyes and filled our hungry hearts, we are ready 
to re-enter and live inside this malleable encrusted place   
we call earth. 

December 4, 2022

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Valsa George December 4, 2022 at 7:51 PM That moment of leaving the body behind and merging with the Universal Consciousness is so beautifully presented. The yogis 'illumined by aerial thoughts become cloaks of light'. But, we remain just sediments of earth and nothing more than flimsy kites in the wind.... once we re enter the earth." Lofty thoughts so profound and esoteric. Mystic Rose Rose December 4, 2022 at 10:39 PM Thank you Valsa for appreciating the words,