A ray of pure light cuts to center core.
The egg-module is poised,
available for direct exit out of the merry-go-wheel.
Are you ready?
Will you climb on the bridge and stand up shouting:
I am now beaming myself up?
In balance, earthy water meets airy fire.
Moonwise, windows on a soul’s lessons:
playing and juggling with mirrors & seals of consciousness.
At the point of overlap, there is always a choice:
returning to the familiar circle or dancing upon the next spiral.
Power of Desire.
Images © 2007 by Aya