a place of dimension that holds all creation
where every thought swirled of potential direction
and you wait with the torture and agony
stalled at the surface for the spark, the ignition
of knowing to explode you into
joy!, elation!, exuberance!
that shouted to everyone who could hear its
contagious field of rippling vibration
propelling momentum, velocity at light speed
to be and become
 

the void itself levels of “all that is”
affected and influenced filtered of chaos
as you are pulled in and out of its edge
of rushing thoughts and memories
attempting to define what it feels like
emotions so raw and pure
the skin bristles with an electric current of mystery
layer upon layer overlaid, overlapped with interconnection
and everything outside it manifests
to acknowledge the listening
larger than life dreaming awake
the illusions of existence
 

the void sucks you in, out of time line, rendering you invisible
and withdrawn from everything around you
motionless infinity, pending communication of
the glimpse, the knowing, the word, to absorb into your self

beyond its edge – flames

like campfires that flicker temptations of possibilities
so bright and alluring of meaning and brilliance
subtly nudging and swaying emotions
blurring the focus that steers a course because you are fluid
and easily pooled into eddy’s and swirled
then left as stagnant and stale
no longer the life giving refreshment
until the current moves again
by wind rushing the surface
or fresh rain to spill you over the edge
into the flow of the next curve
 

the void grips you again, back into its embrace
to rescue what’s gone astray and you wait for clarity
to what serves the all and redeem yourself
in its greater purpose, knowing its path
and its guidance truly fulfills and provides
a bountiful existence