Zywa
Happiness is a bird
It was already there, unnoticed
until I started to pay attention
and now it comes in at full
strength during the ceremony
I'm melting before a wall
of a sky high blazing fire
am no longer a body myself
but flowing vibrations of heat
a glowing spirit growing
as if I'm spreading arms to wings
falling backwards a gently
waving bed catches
me, it eats the flames
and covers me with gold
It was already there
my third eye
hidden entrance
for secrets and primal energy
opening for the eternal
light from me
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