Aftaglid

So now you know the feeling that is shining And a-surfing and a-sliding and a-gliding And Now you see you're riding the great Wave of time – Now and Here and Now. Laughing at the cosmic joking yoking Yoga union into the Sun behind The Sun, the One, you've found the Pun you've only just begun – letting It a-flow. No more are we roasting in the boasting Of the pride that tried to hide our Glide inside the secret castle of The Thin King who did Build on sand – letting it a-go. Tempering the living juicy metals and The petals of the Seven Open Lotuses On the Tree of Life, the Secret Seed, The pushing, thrusting Will that Slides into the Mother Will that Makes the flowers grow – As Above and So Below.