The call


Sparks of signals
From another dimension
Glimpses of the celestial
Run deep into the flesh

No teachings no teacher
But some shape and a name
Revealing wisdom
Through reconciliation

The mundane and the sacred
The light and the dark
Get rid of judgment
Get rid of taste
Delve into the space
Beyond the opposites
Like a treasure just unearthed
It has always been
Preceding the world
As if swept by a rush
Streaming up the spine
Spreading stardust through the crown
Personality dissolves
For a long lost knowing
To burn and fade again
But one now recalls
Forever stirred by perfection
A sense of magic
A lighthouse of trust
For the dark night of the soul
Announced by the principle
The winding down the road
Through the fires ahead


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