Sitting here

where the sky falls,

where the rain pours,

where the gods weep,

where the season shifts,

where the air growls,

where electric wonder

becomes second nature,

I can only smile

as my spine shivers

from a kundalini force

that packs a punch.

Breathe into me

with your sacred whisper

as my bones shake,

as my flesh sighs,

as my blood churns,

as my hope soars,

as my dreams scream,

as my heart opens

to the sound of your voice,

and I will promise

eternity and more

even if I must steal time

straight from the source.