The rainbows are fluttering

On the edge of the consciousness 

Evaporated water to open up upon you

And bring no more rain

 

The descending of the perpendicular

Cross to the ground

Timber to the root

Your escalator to the stars

To the place above

To the eternal fertility 

That would arise within 

With movement into fire 

Shining over you 

In explosive celebration 

When you would open up and see it all

When you would allow the divination of healing 

To open up every portal within

To pull off every 

Samskara scab

That would cover up the heart

That would emaciate the soul

 

Good governance within 

The balance of power, the balance of might 

The universal sovereignty

When you would rise above

Up and away from everything in that moment 

That would burden down the breath

And keep it from flowing within and without 

 

Imagine that this is everything 

The one day, the one moment

The one breath that would radiate 

Beneath the skin

Because it is

The only moment 

There is nothing more

Nothing ever was 

There is only the delicious throb

Of the air whispering tendrils on the skin

Under the skin 

Through the lungs 

Into the portal of the heart 

 

This is where we all are

All of us, each one

 

There is no hallmark for memories

They have dissipated away with the

Exhalation of the breath 

Good or bad

They do not constrain you

They do not control

They are only what they were 

Where they were

And they are no longer with you

 

There is no summoning for the future

There are no skeletal fingers beckoning

For you to follow them into the beyond 

You cannot see what is happening next 

Because it is not happening yet

It will never happen 

Only the next breath will occur 

Inside and out

And it will lead you into your next space 

Into the next frame of mankind’s

Conception of time 

That actually means nothing 

To the endless cycle of the divine 

 

You are here.  Be here.

There is no was.

There is no what shall be

There are only rainbows

Fluttering on the edge of the consciousness 

Allow them to wash over you

A technicolor flood 

The embrace of the new day

This new moment

Where you are and where

You will never be again 

 

It is now.  It is time.

It is not time, but everything else

The universe will guide you home