The Electric Mandala of Dreams

Inside of you,

There's a ring of rings,
A bell of bells,
That sings and sings,

A braid of braids
That weaves your thoughts
And feelings into
golden knots.

A tree with roots
Around your heart
Reaches upward,
To the part
Where mind and body
Twist together,
Bathed in blood,
And wrapped in leather,
Quickened by the
Sparks of mind
And anchored here,
In space and time.

From this point,
Your soul can travel
To where the mind
And self unravel...

With energy that only seems
to be revealed in distant dreams.