Open your heart, open your hands,
close your eyes.
Dive in feeling.
Make your transcendence experience happened.
Totally open minded.
I dont know who I am.
But I feel that.
You can be mine experience and I can become yours experience.
I can help you undersand  the spirit molecule inside of you.

And so the twisting began
Telling tale under moonlight
A fickle old soul
And difficult woman
Took your hand into hers
Desperate to relieve her
Countless years of flagellation
In the sad song she sings

But the world won't listen
And the crone knows why
The world won't listen and
She knows, she knows,
She knows why
Because the saddest songs
Remain silent below
The lonely sigh

You made your mistake
Deserve of this
Close knowing
You said your ears were
Always open
Not fully
Understanding
What that means

You kiss
my hand; each fingertip, one by one
slowly, softly
with such deliberate tenderness
that makes my chest
ache
with a feeling I cannot name
that feels a little bit like soaring,
and a little bit like falling,
and a little bit like
coming home.