in ascension

mind, body, spirit and soul, 

all earnestly appealing,

in a weightless embrace of expansion.

nuzzling with time,

nestling with space,

snuggling with the sense of self, astonished,

yet oathing as livingness.

on the cutting edge of bliss,

being prayerfully present,

but not spellbound.

in vastness with enormity's breath,

questing into the enfolds of oneness,

as vibrational conversations go,

without specificity as a need for a distraction,

yet never a complete sentence is even muttered.

evocatives, as if in harmonies,

are as the livingness, 

of an un-phenomenalized euphoria.

feelings as wings made of wind,

sight that sees through closed surfaces' blank-stare,

dimensions that chorus for beyond appearance's sake,

in the ever-blush of passing through the unrealized.

having a destiny without any orientation.

all that mattered up until now

is that now is one dimension shy

of beaming, 

as if trust-bound is the needed evidence.

resolute, in fluidity's ever-presenting.

what heartfelt presence is,

beyond mindfully absorbed.

euphoric is fully further than elation's account,

beyond dream-madness, yet sensibly attained.

resolute in this enormity.

instilled in body and mind,

but with spirit and soul in ascension,

as this celestial enterprise . . .