Outside of mind and time resides a place of animated tranquility.  
Alive with the dance of the infinite yet completely still.  
Like the glacier lake that is eerily placid, before the breath of dawn sweeps across the day, and the echoes of her depths break the surface.  
Do you not hear the melodious sway of the saplings?  
Do you not see the look of ecstasy upon the granite face of yonder mountain?  
They are dancing , twirling, and convulsing in the ******* light.  
With a fluidity of motion that makes the angels blush.
She commands your attention yet asks for nothing.  
She's able to provide you with perpetual bliss but you must turn away from yourself.
Silky scene, silky dream.  
She awaits at the door naked, golden dawn and purple dusk, shifting her hues and widening her penetrating eyes.  
Will you knock or stand with you back against the equally inviting abyss?