Double helix, chain of being.
Signature of all we've come to be
growing in a surge of soul-struck memory.
Squaring itself in infinite cycles,
meandering through satin streams
that come unbidden through each strand of hair.
And touching air, we take to flight again.
Angelic wings are glowing,
seeding hope and faith and charity
within the bind of blind belief
of aerospace and chemistry;
taking us to spaces never known before,
where the source of sacristy lies waiting,
welcoming each one who dares its door.
To step beyond the threshold
of all pain,
where feelings wax and wane unnoticed,
for ecstasy has taken hold, refusing to let go
in a natural high of pure enlightenment
that speaks through particles and cells.
Doubling, then squaring all
just as we spread our wings and start to fly
beyond all highs into infinity . . .
? Michaelette ?
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