Christine Colin Kern 8-31-15
Excavated emotions exhale Brittle, broken breath As they burst to the surface, Fighting to find freedom from Decades of determined delusions.
Like a somnambulant Roused from soundest slumber, I find myself struggling to stabilize The stimulation of senses that startle My sensitive, sluggish soul.
Echoes of ether-world events Energize my eternal self, Enchanting and enticing me, Encouraging me to enter The eddy of light and sound.
No resistance remains, as I relax Into the palpable power of my psyche And I soon sing with the spirits, Sensing, sending and receiving Their radiating energies.
Informed by intuition and instinct, Intoned by the invisible angels, Instilled by instantaneous recognition, Knowledge of the Great Spirit engulfs me, Invoking its power and inviting me in.
I am connected to the all-powerful, I see the all-seeing, I feel the ever-present, I hear the ever-vocal, And I know the all-knowing.
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