I was traipsing around in my head
visiting places I never dared to visit before
Was nearly drowning in thoughts
slowly losing grip on reality
Doubt and confusion weighing me down
and fear eating away at me

I plumped myself down in a corner
Sat there stock-still lamenting over what died within me
That's when she approached me
at a leisurely pace and without haste
Puffed up with pride and conceit
Wrapped in layers of mystery


She mumbled words that were foreign to me
Her eyes spoke of esoteric history
Her activities shrouded in secrecy
Her feather-light touch completed me
In her sacred presence, I was full of light
Floating in a transport of delight