Transition 12

"My goodness am I seeing
a shape-shifter on a throne?
A mass of cloud like angels?
A temple made of stone?"

You’re in your imagination,
and that can play many tricks.
What you think you’re seeing
can’t be portrayed by bricks.

Where you’ve reached along your journey
is great solitude and peace.
The point of the crossing of infinity,
that’s normally out of reach.

Within this great expansion
is a point of calm contained.
It helps you find your bearings
stops you feeling most estranged.

But finding words to tell this story
is proving very hard.
For you’re leaving earthly constructs,
the lifeblood of your bard.

This is a one time journey,
one that few could choose to make.
In truth it’s most courageous.
Your joint decision bears great weight.

For you have to go unfettered
into an unknown sphere.
What I can promise you sincerely
is you are both held very dear.

The shape-shifter that you see
is not before you, but within.
We just could not make this journey
if you ended at your skin.

But you need some time I grant you.
To take stock, and calm within.
Ba assured I’m right here with you
Always ready to chip in.