This is a deep time rather than a wide one.
A mystery unfolding, a revolution, rebirth, discovery, quest, expedition.
Ride this wave of warmth I'm beaming through my will at you, to you, into you,
surrounding lifting floating you,
resting relieving reviving you,
without visible movement
with the iron of your blood drawn by earth's magnetic mantle into
tsunamis of refreshment, rejuvenation, re-entry, renewed, re-you'd,
a weightless thrill just passin' through
a renegade blessing dressed in pain
and you'll never be the same
even more than you weren't before
No need to push, nothing to go forward,
rather to fall, keeping your seat like the steady monk awaits fates,
freed by pain and fear to the taste of scent, sight of sound, listen to visions
enter your open heart, accepting, welcoming, hosting
the familiar, the newcomer, the powerful, the good,
the wanderer who isn't lost
Huge flakes of crackling future settle around you
their gentle structure accumulates
contains, is shaped by, you witness
the past is here, and sin within displays
dazzling truth anew,
sweet shelter of "will be"
made of "being"
and of "has been"