28 09 2015

by indigosparke

There is order inside
There is order outside

Oh to find a flow of the rhythm of the universe

In ritual

I search in hope of falling into this rhythm permanently

When I am in my extremity of ecstatic joy I forget momentarily that my sorrow will visit again

And when I drown in the depths of my sadness I forget the sun can pierce the surface of my ocean

When I am in my heart
All flow freely
Coming and going
Like the tides of change

When I dance I forget all concepts of time and space and I beat with the heart of the universe