And now

I retreat into the depths of the sanctuary of my soul.

But why do I hesitate like a fearful child

afraid to descend the cellar stairs?

Afraid of what I’ll find?

The voice that has been muzzled by mistrust

now demands, commands an audience.

Today a transformation from a vassal as an individual “I”,

into an open vessel to transmute the living breath into

the living word.

A cosmic Truth flowed,

circulated through me with the potency of an electric

current.

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