Your many splendored soul is on fire
Whole galaxies of growth inside the wire
Life inTense ships in Trips spinning higher
Has tipped the scales in the pit of the mire
Been on a Journey that split from within
An open doorway born from silent sin
Inoculation of Sensation as Time begins
Against the Flow as the Knowing descends
Itself just a reference in points of Time
The Particle playing in Waves of Rhyme
Vital vestibules on voluptuous Vines
Flow thru glowing holes in fractured Minds
Of manifest Destiny and deep tests of Fate
Blood and Flesh the Blessed keys to Gates
And waiting Wonders the We Will Incubate
Knowing Light is the Life that Germinates
Insulated within these skins of Sound
From the Great Mystery in Motion is Found
The fabulous Fortune that spins Around
Warm Wells of Water Deep UnderGround
Teat of The Goddess who Sleeps in Stages
Of Waking and Taking the Aches and Rages
The poisonous Plagues thru Aeons and Ages
Mother of Man and of Mystics and Mages
Matter of Fact and Maker of Mirrors
Matrix of Motion and Taker of Tears
Maat is Measurer and Waker of Seers
That Forge the Fountain and Turn the Gears
Has your Seed of Self Broken through?
Born of Essence in the Heart of You?
You and I and All InSide of Wide Truth?
Here and Now In Vows of Age and Youth?
From this Moment the Mind Shall Flourish
The Body Shall Bind and Soul Shall Nourish
Spirit shall Sing as the Mother Shall Furnish
In EverPresent Now These Cycles shall Turn
Will and Wonder and Whispers of Sight
And delicious discovery of dancing delight
Intent of Sense in Laughing Lens of Light
If One can ReMember Eternal BirthRight
You are the Me that Seams in BeTween
Sterilize the Blind Lies and come Clean
YourSelf is the Reason Seas and trees Dream
And NowHere is sweetest when Love is Seen
Cower Not and Free your Sovereign Song
Your aMazing Play is a Right to the Wrong
Seed of Bleeding Needs that seem to belong
Will this Space and Time and Carry it Along
Never Stopping and never Asking Why
Flower in towering Tides in the Sky
And Wander thru Worlds with widening eyes
Will the Wheel and Feel the Real inSide
Be the Radiant Star That you are
Trapped no longer in trauma and scars
In this maze of mirrors and waged wars
Stasis is wasted Bliss in Blocked Pores
In unOpened Eyes in unOpened I's
Fallow Figments of Mind Disguise
Fields of Freedom as Electric Lies
Magnetically manipulating Masters of Time.
Copyright Charleen Johnston
6-30-20
First Word in Each Line Forms a fractal of my rhyme
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