Potential lives in the womb of presence..
Fleeting frontiers emerge
within a presence born of acceptance.
The winds of conscious liberation
flood my mind with bold and brazen ideas.
Freed from burdens of the past and expectations of the future,
I come into contact with new forms for conscious expression.
In equal measure,
the Heavens and the Earth open themselves up to me;
they provideth spiritual sustenance to weather the seasonality of thy conscious body.
Amid the fervent movements of spiritual bodies, whom surround me,
are pockets of stillness whose clarity instils a new kind of dynamic.
So a story is told through me:
a recreation of all possibility and eventuality.
A wiling participant,
I provide attention in this fruitful direction.
