Transformation

by Joanna

Eating small squares of knowledge

We ride and rise

Letting the flow pass through us

Taking the waves to the next level up

A key alone is not enough

You must be the lock

That opens the door

The key

And the floor upon which you step

You must be the tree

The rock

The river

The flower

To understand the timelines

As they twist and flow through the ether of your realities

Perspective can shift in an instant if you let it

Ego death calls upon your heart

Beckoning you outward

Until you find yourself

Turning back

With an infinite wisdom seeping in

As the tides wash you into the cove

Of your vessel once again