Sorceric Twistings

I find the meaning emerge between line and form.

Where conception occurs in blinding emptiness.

The sacred ecstacy-return, return,

Return to me.

Sacred letters, emerging ecstacies

Emotion as effulgent Light

Between line and form. Beyond line and form.

Nostalgias Ancient and vast flow beyond my eyes.

Rivers dreaming to encompass the extent of Self.

I have known freedom's Wings

Escaping the gravity of belief.

Follows the river dreaming

Into the depths of Self

Ever Returning

Ever new

Renewal.