Transformation of Fear

All at once the block that has been resting upon your chest for all the years sublimates into the firey molten ocean of your heart.  All of the gates that had been barred by rock creak open and you can finally see down those dark and stony staircases into secret caves that the earth holds in her heart.  Here, there is mystery, magic, fire and yes, death.  Heart racing in the soft enfolding blackness, fear embraces you, and you take it in lovingly.  Fear drives to new depths, fear opens the mind, fear midwifes you through death.  Now you float, like a ghost, in the sparkling dark, drifting through once solid walls and exploring without reserve.   You are not dead.  Your body is now energy, mass transformed into spirit, the only to mourn is preconceptions of what is possible.  The vibrant heat from Earth's core drips up your spine, filling it with liquid vibrancy, making you dance uncontrollably.  Here is primal, tribal ecstasy, the root of rhythm, the epicenter of passion.  And somewhere behind, between the beats, lies silence.   Silence that throws us into terror, that maddens, confuses and gives birth to chaos.   The silence of alienation, of ignorance, the silence from beyond the grave.  The silence of absolute mystery.  She who knows laughs because she has the reigns.  Ultimately, we have no control.  All illusions of a man in the drivers seat shatter and we are left, floating on a rising wave that may break without warning.   The crescendo is rising, panic is reaching its most urgent frequency, and just as you break, you flow into her powerful, healing hands.  Body becomes a salty ocean of tears, all tension melting into oblivion without your consent.  Warm fluid body rises out of the puddle, spinning, without gravity, newborn and innocent.  Clear eyes stare into the divine and see secrets of the universe, beauty of nebulas, majesty of trees, complexity of minds, dance of electrons.  Humanity is revived.  Breathe child.  Love child.  Learn child.