The Awakening Heart

In the acoustic waves in the vast ocean
of latent being, the germinating seed
voices an oscillating ambient babble
maturing in the dulcet womb

and this nascent leaflet unfurls
extracting, evolving, amassing
signalling through unbounded networks
among the moss on this richly forested path

an intense unspeaking, an ineffable,
enchanting silence extending ghostly impressions
as though we are prophecies divined
in this labyrinth of inherited sin

vibrating out of the arid, lifeless desert
a lucent sway from the precipice
through the maelstrom, where the myths lurk
contemplating the Sirens’ alluring sounds,
such sweet tunes of dissension

and to this swirling alchemy we carry the torch
of influence, to find meaning, colouring the artist’s white canvas,
scribing the writer’s wordless pages
with a halcyon breeze, the curtain oscillates, life

a gathering of consciousness is this universal language, of ether
which illuminates the sounds of the ethos
deeper codes of morality, of ethics
of animating principles of the compassionate being
and the awakening heart.

~ namasté, Leah J. 🕊

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