Trip Through Purgatory

Reaching, stretching, breaking fragile fissures,

Stumbling, tumbling, falling no more.

Jumbled bits, fragments forgotten,

Fading slowly, fluid heat dropping,

Just a touch, gathered up, and molded again.

Glowing balls of fire flashing

The filled crucible, fiery blaze,

Embers smoldering, flowers unfolding,

Jagged edges melted smooth,

All becomes clear.

Gently lifting, slowly ascending,

Radiance beaming, living light streaming,

Bundled, enraptured, tightly holding on.

Still and perfected, no fault detected,

Heavenly visions dwell on and on.


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