Intertwined passages circle to the source,
One is alone yet surrounded... reuniting to the core of being
The intimate journey of the self reflects bliss unknown....
Valves open enough to seep,
Unveiling unity and rejoice down guided channels
Magnitudes of energy pulsate and throb,
Beating like muted drums
Light escapes and shines radiance upon those awakened by its beauty...
Waves of serenity capture the free and the aimless,
Drawing in a direction like the tide is drawn by the moon above and below...
Inconsistent vibrations stir the sensations,
Awakening the soul and its surroundings
Echoes rejoin with what once was a single word,
And soothe the tremor of sound...
Remnants of once was is the future
Those longing to unite with the source are never lost...
For their passage will return them safely upon gilded wings