There is catharsis in pain
gnosis in joy. Cry for the sisters of the
dawn, the blood-letters, the healers, the
dancers of the void. Feel their ache in
the cornerstone of your soul. Rise as
mist from sustenance, that which is
illusion. Break and permeate, you are
inseparable, you are beyond God, a flood
let flowing eternal, a shadow of a star,
the victory of ether.
Surrender yourself to yourself.
Embellish the ambiguity of time. Float
in the river of your dreams.
You are the artist to create. Paint the
scape you delve in.
The angels are in your tears.
Your water is pure and full of music