Vibration felt among my skin
As my soul with intuition looks deep with in.
Flashes of illumination, without a single definition
without any reason; flows through my eyes.
Like a change in the season, as a monk in meditation
In some pleasant sensation, my spirit is in the skies.
It's amazing that everything makes a sound
except for the beautiful bright light all around.
How marvelous to hear, the sound of light caught in your ear
So pure, pronouced and clear; like rushing water.
A swarm of color appears; dancing with no fears
Not one drop of sorrowful tears; everything seems much better.
Cast to the ends of the universe,
Sung to sleep by another gentle verse.
Your body in a hearse, your soul has escaped the worst.
Stuck with such a thirst; reaching out for a star.
You find yourself immersed and about to burst
stripped of any curse; You find who you really are.
YOU ARE READING
The Atrium
PoetryAs the river of life flows right through, collecting at the delta towards the Atrium of my soul
