A portal through the Veil.
A branch to climb the Tree.
With courage to test the limbs,
You ascend to set us free.
Consciousness swirls below,
Unaware of its nebulous form.
The Winking Eye beckons you further
Up and Up
Through the membranes you go...
As you separate from norms of perception,
Your fingertips expand to feel all.
The Tree is no longer a ladder.
Understanding is a mind in free fall.
Fear is but a passing recognition
Of the pain which reminds us we're caught
In this ineffable shape of divinity
Where gratitude is more than a thought.
