The Third Eye

Between the eyes

Rainbows undulate

Catapulted through

Star flung dimensions

No horizons halt

The inner gaze.

Vortex on the iris

Gleaming like so

Vibrating ether, seeping through Cyclopean tears

Witnessing hither fears.

See how the Spider Goddess cackles

Weaving innumerable webs of Maya

Teasing with a jeer.

The spirits, the spheres of ascent

How they dance in oscillating steps

Regal and lofty

How they leer and coo

How we carol a sacred vesper to the stars.

Fallen, jealous archons’ descent

Gatekeepers of our Matrix

Ill intent they mend

A cosmic dissidence,

Casting exiled sleepwalkers

Into the lowest region of matter

Seeping into the drifting abyss.

Eyelids faint

Cycles, universally shed

Veils, lifting

Hallucinations drifting,

Respite of dread.

Elysium vestures

The sleeper, awakened

Gnosis achieved

Hardened hearts quickened

Divine Pleroma regeneration.

All has gathered

Into the rippling luminous ocean,

Immanent, transcendent, un-manifest,

And seamless One

Nothing else remains.