With your eyes closed, you open the gates of glory.
You have access to the source.
With calm breath, you expand the universe and shower the fields.
With no memories of the past
and no thoughts of the future:
you inhale — surrendering to the void,
you hold — igniting the spark,
you exhale — releasing the soul.
You play, laugh, and cry;
above all: you accept, surrender, and offer yourself.
You scent the space,
light the path,
guide the interpretation.
Your vision is clear,
your skin celebrates,
your body feels weightless — nothing matters.
You fly wherever you wish; nothing holds you back.
You are keeper of the secret.
You are the path
and the finger that points to it.
The flame,
and the spark that calls it forth.
"Don't break my hear tonight"
