Many doors
open hearts to a vein.

More life is achieved
without action or self.

The curtains lift slowly,
Like a goddess hiking up her skirt.
And freedom is presented
in all forms expressed.

Seek to become
The energy itself,
and Your true inner desire
will unleash its magnitude upon all things you touch.

The place in your heart
where you connect to the source,
Flowers only
where you no longer reside.

So journey forth,
and Proceed without force.
No longer can shadows impose
when heart knows the substance of strengthened desire.

Across the world
of space and time,
Forms will wither but energies remain
and all else fades into distant horizon.

And so it is,
in order to be free,
Force your head above the clouds,
dissolve all limits and see what remains.

Energy flowers within,
and permits expressions beyond.

The ripeness of a peach
creeps slowly in its destination to love.