the void of creation
empty yet full

aware of the stillness of chaos
awakening into form
sensations reverberate
from the quiet sound
harmonizing with
songs of songs

residing inside
a palace of mirrors
the distortion
of our minds evolution

an awareness emerges

from what is thought
to what is felt

from what is not
to what is left

our perception of separation
merges with the infinite
and a soul ray
sounds a given name
bursting into living light

this frequency
descends into being
and becomes enraptured
with felt sensations

whirling in the wind
dancing with the rising flames

the phantoms we chase

beyond the shadow
of right and wrong
light and dark

from what is true
to what is truth