Poetry

[isis]

"There are no mistakes."

shadowland

high-voltage light energy 

coyly came inside of me; 

i felt it enter my feet, 

in the form of holy heat. 

my red center then took root - 

then it began to transmute. 

it quickly raced up to green 

and then a transfer was seen: 

my energy shot to you - 

then radiated to blue. 

why would i dare to stop there? 

i see your wants in your stare; 

by the power within me, 

feel violet-ray energy.