fauxcroft

Open the pericardium so the heart can lift

So that it enables a paradigm shift

Dark catacombs lay ahead before me

We must traverse them to set ourselves free

On the other side is love, hope and light

On angelic wings of filigree irridescence we take flight

In the darkness we find our way

We’ve traversed life from the cradle to the grave

But at this juncture we are spiritually bound

But unlike chains it doesn’t hold us down

Then in whispers I hear sounds

Beckoning me forward I seek to be found

I pass by corridors where I head snarling, gnashing from hells hounds

Then another trying to lure me in with erotic commands

Yet still I do not stumble or falter

Instead I set my focus on attaing the divine alter

Of spiritual rebirth and enlightening

And then from these dark caves I break out into light

And there before me glistens amazing beauty

This I know to be my home, Shambala

An awesome part of our Nirvana

This place is the final destination of my sojourn

The cyclic wheel of life now broken

I metaphorically feel the bridges of my past burn

And now I finally realised I lived life right and so in turn

I am led here back to home with spirits I knew as kith and kin

To live I now forever in bliss

Where as energy I will forever exist

With no more games and no more tricks

No need now for greed or being materialistic

Just now living in love, light and energy

I dwell then forever in a metaphysical cosmic dream.