There came a little nudge.
At first just a tingle,
Starting in that long forgotten, aperture of my mind.
Aging quickly here in my ordinary encephalon jungle.
The illuminating truth
Independently hijacks my stagnation
A flooding brightness of a third-eye.
The tingle now growing electric
Opens and awakes
The power of enchantment
The ignition of ancient stars,
Who flirt and wink to one another
Across the infinity of gods,
share their foregone secrets
They gift to us.
I now have knowledge
The air that flows inside me,
giving me precious life
also gave life to primeval creatures before,
and will give existence to all that will ever be.
Their love, gave me my love.
And my love will give the future love.
We all are one.
From beginning, to end.
We have always existed and will always be.
The twinge, now growing vital
with the rhythm of my blood.
Expands my soul
past possible bellows.
Gilding my veins with ancient magic.
He is coming home.
I feel it,
I feel him.
I know it as truth, and tremble.
My Divine is coming home.