Union

There are times when I am more than a window 
I become an open door 

a portal between

 this dense and detailed 

physical world

that light can pass through

 I cease just being me and 

open to embody every Sacred Woman

every Goddess thoughtform construct

opening further to become 

the cauldron of the Void

The night sky

You look into my eye, and see this nameless warm blackness

from which everything is born 

You pass through that gate and

 rise deeper inside 

expanding in me

as you break apart into fizzing miniscule bubbles of charge 

and bond to mine 

multiplying exchanging sharing 

until 

our sonic presence aligns in phase

I look into your open-door eye and pass through the place where 

every point of possibility is lit

every existing star coalesced into radiant fusion

Clear hot fire. So pure. So cleansing.

flickering licking flames that do not burn but instead illuminate 

searching out every shadow 

between the humming clouds of 

color force 

You have become 

the Warrior Soul of Love

which belongs to every Sacred Man and God

I will always surround you

You will shine forever as my Center