Through the looking glass.
What is it you need little me,
I heard you ringing?
Just needed to tell you,
I think you’re doing great.
There’s a reason I trusted you
to take this version of the cake.
Eating it like a champ and still finding reasons.
Seasoning the seasons properly, to taste.
So glad I handled you, so you can handle me.
Together we complete the circle yet open, now el fine.
fused and transending, the Cnfinite Circuit,
Inside and out of me, light and energy surging.
Flying into the sky inside me.. soaring between the sun and moon.
Coming to light on the holy mountain. Come again, speak to me clearly.
In the garden, where our ends and beginnings meet.
Set free to rest in peace while this version
take the leads, from seeds to saplings, and trees
in good standing, with room in the sun and roots tapped into the rivers living beneath the surface.
And together as one, I become all that we can be.
Alive inside and so the outside is free
to become like me wild and free, moreso daily.
If vibrations match, I sink into the buried hatch
and bury the hatches I’ve held against me.
Until no guilt, judgment, shame, lust, hatred or envy can attach
to the traits vibrating me into new states of being.