The best way I could describe a spiritual experience. |
There was a spark, some smoke, a deep breath Inhale and exha... Blast off! A journey doesn't accurately describe an adventure is nowhere near it wasn't a trip or vacation or even an expedition It was It was just... right It was just... home The definition of complete content Space, space, and more space It's infinite It's just... infinite Capturing it proved impossible, there was always interference Blurs, scratches, skips and stutters Where did I go? The essence of my being Pulsating Swirling Intertwining within itself A never ending motion of geometry and vibrancy It's too much, it's not enough, But when the dream catcher called, I answered and in an instant, there she was All of it Nothing and everything The soul of absolute No words or sounds Just pure emotion Pure being Out of focus back in focus I couldn't grasp it My grip was fading, loosing luster but the infinity was still alive and squiggling turning around as if to push it towards my lens for easier viewing then, snap a jolt a bolt of lightening through my center She was beautiful (but not superficial) No eyes, no hair, no make-up, no clothes Just a form emitting love Complete calm Complete awareness and I realized, I know her ... I've been here One by one Her tentacles connected One by one They pulled me closer Each attaching itself to a specific section Each stretching the length of time and space Each touching a part of me I never knew was there and as if there was a power outage, The blur, static, scratches and chaos struck again The infinite started to crumble The vibrance dimmed The completeness scattered Reality set in and it felt so wrong The overwhelming sensation of emotions swelled in my tear ducts and I saw in that moment In that brief second of enlightenment We are one We are the white blanket. |