In a vast courtyard
surrounded by columned
portico ,
on one side a tall cylinder
made from the finest
Egyptian glass .
☆
There in was the sensual
dark
blue liquid essence of his
soul .
Blueprint of a challenged
path
and where one was never
like another .
☆
Ahead a towering vulture
six feet high ,
with wingspan over
thirteen feet ,
atop a high golden plinth
of light ,
one last witness of Nature
before beyond .
☆
Till finally the Alter of Fire
where
tiny lizards licked and
stripped his skin .
Numbers , lines , stars and
a red light became
blue ,
drenching him in dread
and dearth .
☆
Where the caressing velvet
blackness
met newly dead souls on
the shores of Acheron ,
Abandon all hope ye who
enter here ,
the grey gloomy path of
torment .
☆
Now frozen and outside of
Time ,
a boundless lake of violet
light ,
wherefrom a giant dolphin's
head
is birthed a new galaxy of
pure thought .
☆
The perfect sword of
surrender
in Tree of Life and mirrored
reflection ,
became The Eagle , high
above the mesa
and saw where the futures
had been sown .
☆
Then he heard her voice
" It is the Initiation of
Destiny ! "
And so fulfilling the sacred
contract
he sat down now , in
prescence of the Great Scribe .
