Baptism

I am seated on the sun disc of your mighty heart. I am greeted in silken nuance of radiant hearth fire.
I surrender to the visions of light that appear. As I remember the songs of the ancient ones, now I can hear.

As I am baptised in a downpour of stars
by the depth of the souls that we are
holding this golden thread that we weave
a moment so woken
hold me, all I can do is
breathe
breathe

As I journey through the spirit worlds I have once known
enveloped in flurries of flower dark petals and tumble