Ritual (National Poetry Writing Month 2024 #18)   Leave a comment

Whirling magic subsumes my mind and soul
Fractals and phantasms flying past me
Dulcet tones of infinity ringing
As the everything opens before me
I am you, we are her, and she is all
I am a newborn and an ancient crone
The rocks and the trees breathe deep my essence
Bathing in the divine and mystical
Before I depart true reality
Retaining the indelible markings
Of the cosmos and universe itself

SR Romney 2024

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