Fingers glide above the pulse,
Above the flesh, the bones.
From our finger tips flow Bliss,
Tuning us to Cosmic Tones.

Within the Bliss, Joy, Love Flow,
Swirling, sweeping with Golden Glow,
Spheres and lines show sturdy shapes,
Cubes and vines of charming grapes.

Details appear that deep tradition
Connects with organs, all our condition.
Layers of pulse, points on fingers,
Balance us and quickly bring us:

Home.

Home to Health,
Home to Wholenes,
Home to Wealth,
To Joy that’s Glorious.

Gently bring us Home.
Gently Bring us Home.