In Sacred Fire
Through dark cage
S t e p
o
u
t
Oblivion
From this state
You pass the other realm
A tiny cloud
Visible
Invisible
Covered
Uncovered
Eye open wide
Ajna
Voice
. . .
What is next
. . .
Following your fate
You discover sense
Of everything you live
You dream
You feel
All black corridors
Become swirling tube
You wake up
R e b o r n
By Monika Hankus
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