Until We Begun
Today I turned
into a sun.
There was no ending
until I had begun.
I stretched my heart
until it dissipated into conscious surrender
until I surrendered into a singular breath
until the breath was an acceptable sacrifice,
and then I stretched it into
the river.
I poured the life of the river
into the shallow shadows
into the cooled slivers of unwakened souls
into the cradle of space between this world and the next,
and filled it with focused
transmutation.
When I see the transmuted perception
it is no longer a dream
it is the forming formed seeds
sitting in fields of integral frequency
shimmering silently
awaiting to be heard by formless senses
immutably connected.
Today I recognised
my core as a roar
holding thresholds open to all who can see the doors
to come to be the enacted soul
to come to be its own uncorrupted core,
awaiting sister and brother to be
immutably connected.
Today I release the bonds
of uncoloured unlight
of unrecognised and unaccounted responsibilities
and connect with earthen spirit dragons hidden in lore
and connect with galactic family ancestral shame,
to release the bonds of the soul of the earth
to shake awake the slumbering.
Today we turned into the sun
and fused our-selves into the portal from which we cannot return
and choose to fuel a spiritual burn
that shudders creation from its own destruction
that nothing can hide its manifestation from,
and send back from the threshold
that which has unbecome
and send back and fold unto itself
to completely un-become.
Complicit in manifestation are we
and its creation the creator will finally see,
complicit in manifestation are ye.
Made from the dreams of ancestral hope and fears
we now choose how to rebirth.
How will the blood and waters shudder
how will the breath of voices be the winds across the earth
how will the chains finally break.
It was inevitable the ocean kissing the shore,
seeping into the core.
There was no ending
until we begun.
Copyright Tzariellah 03/09/2021