In darkness


through the apex.



Plumbed beam


from Sirius.



Moon's dark side


peels itself out of the crystal.



Casts shadows,


corpuscles of distant worlds


on the walls.



Colour Crystals


skid through the space,


amalgate into the mable.



And coagulate


to an enchanted lake,


on whom the Higher Spirits





Suddenly the chamber opens


into the inner sanctum.



Age-old fingers of a future world


rub the rims of the glass organ


into vibration



and awake


the rattling kundalini.



Auroson | Electronic Composer | Supramental Music 0