The infinite spiral dance of thought
shouts and whispers, if we follow
draws us outward;
Paints a web of untold dreams
perpetuated by relentless desire,
Blinded by insatiable longing.
Transcend the attachment to outward attention,
dissolve into silence, remain unseen;
Turn back to the stillness from which you arise.
Never outside of this, but here
in the breath; In the warm beating heart.
Bathe in all-pervading consciousness,
that infinite hum of light;
The pulse of awareness
Oh sweet, Sweet untouched
Residing beyond intimacy,
Indivisible from time or space;
Sacred one – It is time to come Home.