The Crystal Cave...

The Crystal Cave

Sitting in the Crystal Cave - amidst the myriad hues
and colors of God's eye,
I am content, lost within my own being of light,
Trying to capture the energies so swiftly and rapidly
moving in concentric circles, round about me.
There is silence here, but it is the silence of no voice.
No voice to intrude the interlude being played
within the ancient cave.
I know that God is here.
Instead what permeates my hearing, my knowing,
is the constant drip of water as it drops slowly, fervently,
reverently into the crystal lake beside me.
Waters drumming their own beat, or...
is it the hearbeat of God as it pulses and flows?
I lay down upon my belly, touching the stone so cold
beneath me,
And dip my hands bit by bit into the cold, pristine,
healing water.
I see my reflection - it is of a different nature.
I am filled with colors of the rainbow the likes
of which I've never seen before.
They run through my being like Tiger Stripes.
I sip the water, testing its crystal pureness
with my tongue...cold, oh so cold,
but the refreshment and healing that flows
into my being from it, brings me home.
I have found my dwelling place,
Here amongst the Crystals and the Stone People.
I sleep...deeply and fully.
I know that all is well in my soul - I know
That God lives here too.

Rev. Akasa WolfSong (C) 2/06/2008