Nesting

Eyes connect through deep environmental barrenness,
touching multicolored dimensions of empathy within
sanctity of nature’s inner circle.
Pouring forth emotions, months and years
dissolve through awakening visions of possibility,
blending and rearranging personal realities.

Sequestered within the circle’s safety,
all human illusions of me, mine, disappear
before the small group of seekers.
Looking inside the eyes across, you see only
your own, glowing, first with apprehension,
then appreciation, followed by quiet acceptance.

Kindness emanates from the circle, rotating
an invisible blue shield across the participants,
gently pushing, then pulling pain and fear
from broken threads of memory. Congealed
thoughts of how things should be are quickly replaced
by recognition of symbiosis, a growing together.

Closing eyes we feel all others, reaching out with
a harmony that awakens once dormant spirits,
empathically spreading love across the circle.
Through spatial darkness, hands gravitate toward
each other; first touches radiate psychedelic colors
from point of contact through all personal aspects.

Tingling sensations create separation from what we once were
and suddenly this moment is all that exists.
A moment later that feeling is replaced by the group,
and the communion of souls finding their home,
deep knowingness that all belong in this sacred bond.