Traveling Through Your Body

Traveling through your body,
I don't stop. I see Light, and space
And dark clouds of time.
It is the Light which flows from galaxies above:
the Pleiades,
Orion's belt,
and through Casa Rinconada, Chaco Canyon.
There, ten years ago, one who walks within
befriended me
on a trail which overlooks centuries.
               And as the white stones have marked the journey,
            so I come to you now. Open, transparent even,
          you can see that,
        Or you don't, not just yet.
     I offer within each of your lives a mirror of  
   yourself, felt tangibly within me.
 The stars opened me.
Or true desire itself, born of prayers such that
everything else fell away.
Everything--save Love, for a time.
Love-- and the expanse of the universe unfurling before me
in breathtaking, limitless splendor.

                                                                                               
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