Oblivion

Spinning me around till I reach the far edges of oblivion,
The trance that leads me into nothingness to watch me fully fall, burn then rise back up surprisingly like a phoenix with wet damping wings…drying, flapping to fly…again!
So lick my breath of ocean wind while I talk in tongues of many lifetimes gone by.
Oh, Siddartha give me a share of your wooden walking stick for sounding the ground with guiding path, so that I may recognize the new horizon peering, peeking out from nowhere…
I humbly walk your teaching, your walk thick and brave!
Oh angel of transformed darkness into light, bright star, is a hungry heart for truth and loveliness, tis a dark road..hit me with fearless flight, don’t forget me behind the veil, whatever it takes…leave drippings and droppings of my blood essence please, this ruby red, so that when I return to the trace of this plane, I will smell the scent of many roses that will ring my heart into deep shout, of trees trunked far into the ground so deep with branches that crown and round the ceiling of the skies…oh this my heart is calling for a memory... the sound, the drum beating my breath,
Oh my soul, finally to find, the road of primordial time!