Rising chants
arouses an auroral swath of ethereal incantations
The sun effortlessly elevated over the shy yonder horizon
Shadowy holy realms
retreats till only gravely shelters
succumbs to sanctuary beneath ambiguous feet
Ready for the bending of day
Till night to steal away the sky
for the conquered and charted constellations to resist
Tempestuous fantasies
temptations of dreamlike flight to fly
Simmering
over a blaze of intense
sun lapsed dusty vermilion robes
northern gusts swirls the wind chimes
with sparkling invitations
Recieves a mystical smile
painted with a misty meditative empty gaze
The giant bell stunned into wakefulness
emanates a gravitating tug
Inner hearts responds in subdued awakening
Exposing a window to the universe
clad in a robe of timeless dawns
The narrow path of mortal knowing,
nary a prick of pins
stabbing at the thick viscous dark
Seeks to fold
the great emptiness
into a sack of collective
consciousness
In auspicious hours
to adorn desperately chosen ones
To appease cold stone
fashioned as immortals
So real in expression that it mirrors
blood and breath
almost complete illusions into magical collusions
granting calmness
from the torment of time engulfed conflicted desires
Ever in seeking better worlds
when the only
possible world of possibilities
Humbly lay unfolded
in infinite expanse before all
bequeathed to all since eternity
The great bell of awakening
Boldly awaits a sound
~third_eye @SHaYAP©2012
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