Seraphic Sage

There is this feeling...

You know it well. The

hairs on your arms rise

one by one - like an ovation - 

and breathe a whisper 

down your back.

Your heart opens, in 

that moment it blooms.

You are one with 

the universe.

For an instant, all 

of existence is in 

sync with your psyche. 

Shhhh...

Don't think. Feel. You 

know it, as deeply, 

earnestly and truly 

as you know your 

own name. 

Like the creases of your

limbs, the prints on your

fingers: serenity is a part

of your seraphic essence. 

You, my dear, are holy. 

Ingest this, and remember:

The power that breathes you, 

will never leave you.