The Tara’s

Such freedom as I look in your eyes. Fear dissolves as fire flies.
Caretaker of the bliss bodies in the human realm, you help me when I feel overwhelmed.
Millions of emanations in countless planes reflect divinity to me again.
You are the chalice from which I drink, expanding love beyond what I think.
I dissolved into the coming dark. I abolished the knowing and became the part.
Split in two my humanness sank, into the darkened waters and fetid dank.
She went to sleep in the rainbow clouds. She was waiting there until the now.
In the coolness we have sat and talked, without words and beyond all thought.
I have slept for so very long, I could not awaken until I heard your heart song.
As I awake I feel your warmth, candali becomes the norm.
Blazing heat, burning light, ignites my fires inward delight.
Aliveness burns through, the ships change course, ready to intersect with my human discourse.
The sails flutter as red triangular eyes, your cosmic womb is opening the skies.
Our ships connect and the mandala is born. Encompassing the realms of desire and form.
Inhaled into your cosmic self, infinite knowledge explodes from my shelf.
The air churns with volcanic ash. Then I hear the tusks nash.
Grinding up the corpses flesh, I see myself as one emeshed.
We are the life that eats the death. We are life’s final desperate breath.
Clothed in the sky we dance and hiss. Tempting those who are afraid of bliss.
The bells warn and sound intensifies. Clashing Eros as ego dies.
Our hair is wild the psychic energies flow, we drink from the skull and the demons below.
Consumed and digested in each other’s light, wrathful fangs and tender delights.
To stillness I return again. To listen to your heartbeat beneath my skin.