Some tell of love stories where fire becomes a mother in healing <br /> <br />Wheels within wheels, where hell becomes a myth, and heaven becomes the <br />present <br /> <br />The cosmic chariot of the soul, the sacred fire, and transfiguration of <br />energy <br /> <br />It comes from the deep darkness within ones Neshamah, <br /> <br />Prayer to the divine Elohim, and the18th breath of life <br /> <br />Once ascended in that ring of fire, a being can fly beyond space and <br />sky <br /> <br />Some call it the fire in the sky, seen only through sacred third eyes <br /> <br />Sweet like the spirit of the sacred Shekinah, <br />One key in Metatronics <br /> <br />The visual, spiritual, and the physical, all become one in this hour of <br />light <br /> <br />To the holy vehicle of ascension, sacred and pure, flower of life<br /><br />Josephe Buchanan<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/merkabah/
