“Seeds of flame,
Milk of soul,
Blood of life;
Mind of Whole.”

I saw myself floating in bright darkness,
watching space, like a movie.

I saw stars falling in joyful disarray,
watched Chaos shower his seeds of flame,
creating complex, spiraling patterns.
And in the heart of each spiral
the blood of life pulsed and beat.
The spirals seemed to distill
the milk of souls, pure and white.
Blood, seeds and milk combined
in a dizzying, orgasmic explosion.
And formed a mind. Formed a Whole.

I saw myself floating in bright darkness,
creating Life, like a god.

Erin Elizabeth Kelly-Moen
© Copyright 8/27/04