I gaze into
The naked flame
Transfixed
I watch it burn
Flickering
It glows before me
My weary soul
Yearns
For something beyond
This ‘reality’
So tangible yet
It cannot be seen
That I desperately seek
knowing it will fulfil me
Though some might say
it’s a dream
The naked flame
So mesmerising
Almost caressing my face
As it moves
The warming heat
It radiates
I soften, entranced
And soothed
My minds eye widens
The vortex gapes
Illuminated
I begin to escape
From the shackles
Of the physical
Senses heightened
The metaphysical
Into the realms
Of the mystical world
Where questions are answered
And mysteries unfurled
Where celestial voices
Whisper their wisdom
To those who are attuned
And possess the vision
Who have the wherewithal
To boldly venture
Between dimensions
Who in the past were censured
The wizards and witches
The sorcerers and priests
The high priestesses, gods and goddesses
The Ancient Egyptians and Greeks
I stay awhile
And play with fire
To be an initiate
Is my hearts desire.
Rachel Rhodes 